At the moment, Uma Thurman sits atop my husband’s Freebie 5. And since Gwen Stefani’s pregnancy, she is the only member of his Freebie 5 - although I think the sales girl who sold him La Dauphine from the Christian Dior store the other day has probably gained entry.
I can’t argue with any of his choices. As you know, I think Uma is six feet of pure loin quiveration. And if I had one, I’d use it on her too. Here she is in the pages of the latest Vogue, long limbed and luscious – a true superstar bombshell in every sense. Because only Uma could hike her granny bikini bottom up to her navel and still make me want to kiss her.
Oh Uma indeed.