The problem is I’m not a good photographer. To be perfectly honest, I’m too shy. Not aggressive enough. Well, I’m not aggressive at all. I just loved to see wonderfully dressed women, and I still do. That’s all there is to it.
Padma Lakshmi, for those who’ve watched Top Chef, needs no introduction: she’s poised, married to novelist Salman Rushdie, stunningly attractive and yet, still, elegant.
Still, Padma’s not above selling out. Check this “more than a piece of meat” bit for Carl’s Burger:
hot on elephant
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