Feb 25 2008
There’s been some buzz going around about Federica Ridolfi lately. She’s been featured on a few blogs including Hollywood Tuna and over at my boy Hottie Hunter’s site. I felt it appropriate to find out whether or not she had a Myspace Page. As you can see, the words “Myspace Page” are highlighted blue thus having a link attached to her page. And if you click that little link you will notice that her page blows. I mean usually I try and take a little something from the page to enhance my articles. Here? Nothing. Just a bunch of her fake friends on there and comments from people saying “Federica, You’re so hot!” Boy is that boring. No drunk pictures, nothing. If she’s going to be in the limelight the least Federica can do is spice up that profile. That said, look at her. It’s pretty ridiculous.
That’s the closest thing to a personal shot that I have. Most girls look better in modeling pictures for obvious reasons. Great lighting, computers to remove wrinkles, fat, what have you. But once in a while you find that rare girl who actually looks better without all the fancy technological enhancements. Federica is the perfect type who’d look great in a tank top and boxer shorts with no make up on. And if we added a couple of girls, makeup, fancy lighting and computers to remove wrinkles, fat, what have you it would be even better. Wait, what? Just put her in a lesbian scene OK?
By the way, how in the world does this girl not have her own website? The closest thing I found was her IMDB page. I’m suprised she’s 34 years old. It says that she’s a dancer in various Italian TV shows. You see? It’s just another example of a ridiculously hot girl who just doesn’t have the right direction. I will always point to Tila Tequila. Just get a little crazy Federica! Pretend to be bisexual. You already have the tattoos. Show some more skin, punch some dudes in the face and get out there. I’m sure the public would much rather see you with your own show than Tila. And now, “Nice to meet ya Federica!”
Can you imagine working out with her? Bending, stretching, sweating. If I were her I’d only hire one kind of trainer: a gay trainer. Any self respecting heterosexual male would not be able to contain himself seeing her perched on a bench like this. And I’m convinced that even a heterosexual woman trainer would eventually turn lesbian with enough sessions with Federica. So again, gay male trainer.