It’s a beautiful autumn day. Run through the meadow and smell the crisp air. Marvel at the leaves swirling, golden browns and coppers, the colour palette of the season. The dog trails at your feet, enjoying the outdoors, a loyal companion on a picnic, happy to hang out on a grassy knoll while you check your text messages, your brown leather jacket perfect matching your brown leather bag, a scarf tossed casually around your neck, and your hair in cascading beachy waves – they just came out that way…

This is where we find Blake Lively. Alone.

And these photos are supposed to be “candid”. Could you please Sit DOWN Blake Lively and watch us roll our eyes? No, it’s not as bad as Kellan Lutz reading in a tree…but still.

Click here to see the photos, taken by the paps, who just happened to find Blake frolicking in the field. Yes, it also just happened to be the same agency that took those shots of Blake and Ryan at that hidden away bed and breakfast in a small town in Utah. Coincidence or conspiracy?

What are we selling here? The clothes or the phone? Or L’Oreal Paris?