It’s pretty well documented if you check the Candice Swanepoel tag on my blog here that she is obsessed with me.  I mean, she is constantly sending me emails with picture of her in her underwear.  Little card in the mail with picture of her telling me I am invited to some sort of special store event.  A whole book of girls in their underwear which she calls a “catalog”.  Also, clearly just a way to tell someone you’re into them without doing it.  I have done the same.  You know, you mention to a girl in passing that she is pretty but couch it in another statement.  Let her know without coming out and saying it.  Because you’re a coward.  Basically that was junior high for me.  Anyway, it’s well documented as medical fact (disclaimer: I am not a doctor but I have two grandparents are so the laws of genetics mean I am half doctor, thus I can proclaim things medical fact.  Thomas Jefferson wrote it in the Declaration of independence,). It can’t be argued.  I mean you can but I’ll just lose your ask or whatever and stick my fingers in my ears.  Anyway, I am not hear to convince you she’s obsessed with me, I am here to point out her tactics seem to be working.  Cause I have posted her a lot  But also the holidays were pretty slow for pictures except for a few people.  Candice was one of those few people who kept the greatness coming.  I am willing to declare she won the holiday season.  I mean, look at her.  Amazing.  Today I want to fuck Candice Swanepoel.