I walked past America's Next Top Model judge Nigel Barker on Bleeker Street at lunch today. He was tall and super super hot.
He did NOT come up to me and say, "Happy birthday, baby. I'm your present. This is going to be the best damn year of both of our lives."
He did however make a funny look at me... probably because I was using profane and unladylike language while I was on the phone with my sister.
I'm so damn classy, I just can't help it.
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