Karlie, Kimberly, and Kariann.
There was also a rose ceremony.
Coincidence? Probably not.
Andrew Weir inspects 400 girls on the eve of New York Fashion Week.
The photos were never published.
She fell asleep.
He runs through Beverly Hills in his underwear, but can he top Matthew Terry's six-pack?
Tom Ford, Alexander Wang, you know.
A 22-minute chat with the model about the busiest year of her life.
Girl, those boots.
And she calls Rupert her "husband."
For a week, anyway.