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Supermodel Bar Refaeli is the hottest woman alive. It’s science. Actually, more reliable than science: It’s a popular vote of Maxim‘s readers. The 26-year-old former girlfriend of Leonardo DiCaprio and Sports Illustrated swimsuit model was named the men’s magazine’s hottest pin-up, displacing last year’s trophy, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley (who dropped to 11th this year). Click below for the rest of this year’s Top 10, and some commentary on other notables, including the hottest cartoon mom, the hottest athlete, and the hottest late-night TV host. READ FULL STORY »
Last night, my DVR said “Models of the Runway,” but thank god it was a 30-minute combo platter Project Runway/Models reunion special, because if I had sat through one more full episode of Models of the Runway, I do believe my head might’ve just rolled right off! 
This week, I bit the bullet and watched Models of the Runway on fast-forward until it was time to choose models. It ended up being a great show. What pretty creatures! Cerri, the porcelain doll with the hot Irish accent, yelled at everyone for leaving their trash on the floor, Top Model-style. Heidi let her weird group therapy, and because it was so sped up, it wasn’t awkward at all! The fake mommies and fake daughters had a sad models-only picnic in Central Park. During this carefully staged event, Megan’s face suggested a liveliness so rare that slowed it down to real-time to discover that Megan and her mini happened to worship the same three deities: Hannah Montana, the color pink, and their hair. Then the models stomped around in the breezeway with puzzling giant orange spheres right behind the EW office, which Tanner and I call Gossip Cove. Oh, no! What if we’d seen them? THINGS ARE SUDDENLY HITTING TOO CLOSE TO HOME. I promise, Internet, just like last week: I will never write about Models of the Runway again. Find out which designers chose which models after the jump, and read Missy Schwartz’ 
“Don’t hate me. I’m trying to play a game here!” protested Alexis the U.F.O. to no one while making ironic double peace signs with her alien hands. Really, dear, sweet other-planetary creature: No one is fighting against you. You are playing the role of coat hanger #9 in a game of chance. As usual, nothing happened on last night’s Models of the Runway, and yet I refuse to not recap it because my warped logic dictates that this blog item somehow earns me back the 22 minutes of my life I wasted away. Alexis’ attempts to talk strategy and bad-mouth Sarah during the pedicure party went over about as well as Heidi’s question to the group: “Would you like to spend more time with these women?” The highlight of the episode was when the models and the temporary real-people models with heart conditions had to halfheartedly exercise in the middle of Madison Square Park. This seemed about 66.6-repeating percent more embarrassing than another common NYC-lady plight: having to use the treadmill butted up against the full-length window in a New York Sports Club during rush hour. Find out who went home — and which designers chose which models — after the jump, and don’t miss non-Campbell’s spokeswoman Missy Schwartz’ 
Allow me to introduce myself: I am the only person who’s seen every single episode of Models of the Runway. Please prove me wrong in the comments. Anyway, scandale! on 
