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There is no back beat louder than those heard in Miami.

BOOM!  and the lights are flashing and the music pulsating , and the swim models, tanned and toned and young and lovely as gazelles, are undulating down the catwalk.

Kikidoll’s Number 189 is sashaying in a nano, and her bikini, printed and ruched and draw-stringed in aquas and corals with angelfish in bubbles and seaweed wisps, has passed by. Pose, give face, hip strut, attitude, pivot, snap and swish–it’s over.

Ruffling through the swag bags Kiki found side-less undies (gosh!), hair ties and a brolly.  Out into the Miami night, cocktails and sunsets awaited.  South Beach was literally loaded with the Beautiful People everywhere.

Somewhere in the SoBe night, Sports Illustrated Swimsuit supermodels were swilling calorie-less drinks while fash mag editors stashed more goodies from the shows.  There was more than one Raleigh Hotel signature bath robe seen going walkies. Designers were holed up in private salons and hotel rooms showing their wares off-piste (And pissing off SAF no doubt!) Famous duos were splitting up and some re-joining.  Even a movie star or two popped in for a sneak peek a la FROW action.

And the Swim Week skinny? Girlie is bouncing back big time, and boudoir lingerie is creeping in with lace and bows and frills. Goth and heavy metal, stand down. It’a all about the booty and the best  beach bums in the world were here to prove it.

Miami, me encanta!

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Hau’oli la hanau is Hawaiian for Happy Birthday.

In the islands the big day is call for a luau, or a potluck buffet, where the whole ohana and extended friends and family hele over for the Kailua pork and trimmings.

Leis are bestowed, pressies made and given. Meles are sung. And everyone makes and takes plate, or the left-overs, with them.

Today is Kikidoll’s friend CC’s birthday.  Let’s celebrate. Pass the Mai Tais!  It’s gonna be a rockin’ night.

Last week, on neighbor island Maui, Letarte Swimwear celebrated its 10 year birthday with stylish liliko’i Cosmos and pupu. Congratulations to another local swimwear company with such a strong showing in Sports Illustrated Swim.

Next week another milestone, another birthday for gorgeous beach girl Kalena.  Let’s go party, girls, in our designer swimwear bikinis!

At first blush, you read this title and mutter to yourself  ’Impossirus–no one (and I mean not no body, not no way, not no how, Wizard of Oz-style) looks good naked, let alone hot’.

Well, not exactly.

Not unless you are Brooklyn Decker, the new uber-gorgeous uber-naked cover girl of the coveted Sports Illustrated Swim issue for this year — just out on the stands last week–and plastered everywhere on the news, nets and wavelengths since.  Time Life, parent owner of SI, estimates that some 65 million people will see this issue and her cover, worth squillions to her in modelling contracts and endorsements, and bringing in the SI bacon to the tune of 7+ million buckoes. From what the punters say these cover girl’s images are seen on anything from bar coasters to calendars to flavored mineral water to move and sell product. Last year’s cover girl, the fiercely stunning Bar Refaeli, squired recently by Leonardo di Caprio, is rumored to be sizzling that she was over-stepped in lieu of Mrs. Andy Roddick, aka Brookie.

Ms Decker’s half-clothed wunderschon-ness was unveiled from atop a New York skyscaper on a national news late night talk show (erm, that would be Letterman, of course) in the interests of modesty–the hour–and suspense–the day before its release. (Guess the editors and producers thought that school-aged tots being bussed and ferried to their respective nurseries and elementary schools the net morning wouldn’t notice 100 feet of smiling yellow sunshine from Brooke towering above their limos and buses, exposed and half-dressed in a yellow bikini bottom.) It mattered not.  She’d look amazing wearing half a yellow foul flag.

But we are not talking total birthday suit here, just alot of skin. In a pull-out of the mag, she reclines in a woven net hammock, all 5 ‘ 9 inches of her gloriousness basking in a sea green bikini. This photo while alluring did not make the cover. Why?  Too much clothing!  Not enough nakedness. Naked or at least topless is what sells, and naked is most definitely hot!

For full-on undress, SI offers its readers a special chapter called ‘Bodypainting’.  It’s more than ‘window dressing’. It’s full on frontal, up close and and personal–with 18 hours of layered theatrical paint. This year does not disappoint–there are European World Cup footballers’ wives, fiancees, girlfriends and according to the gossip rags, has-been wannabees painted up in their respective men’s ‘strips’. Under all that goop, is an ultra-10 naked body. Yikes!

Not to be outdone by the sporting world, with its Olympian women athletes, dancing stars and catwalk beauties, even Hollywood starlet Ashley Greene of the iconic Twilight franchised films gets her kit on, or off, as the case may be. Sponsor SoBe Lifewater used the same make-up artist Joanne Gair and photographer of 3 of the last 4 selected SI Swim covers Raphael Mazzucco to paint her in its logo gecko-scaled swimsuits for its debut of ‘Skinsuits’ and 2 new zero calorie flavors. Alice Cullen has zero inhibitions, for sure. Who cares about dying!

But the hottest and most naked of all totally drops her shell. Candy shell, that is. Miss Green, of M & M fame has appeared on SI Swim’s (back) cover for years now.  Not to be outshone by Ms Greene, above, our demure little sweetie loses her top shell and rolls down her bottom shell, coyly. This Miss Green’s byline on her website (yes, she has a website, Twitter, Facebook accounts and even background wallpaper, plus nearly 8000 friends, for crimminy-sakes!) is ‘ I melt for no one.’

Take that Brookie, Bar, Ashley and others.

Now that’s smokin’ HOT!

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Disturbing new trends, girls!  Men stealing our bikinis and moves and strutting all Beyonce-bootylishily down the boulevard.

If you don’t believe it, watch this clip from Peter Facinelli‘s ‘bet’ made with Rob DeFranco that he, the mighty Facsh, could get 500,000 Twitter followers within a deadline (he succeeded!) in order to 1) retain his $5.99 monogrammed back panel from his Dr. Carlisle Cullen Twilight film set chair, AND, 2 ) see his mate Rob prepare, wear and suffer stares as he danced down the street in Hollywood in a BIKINI! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFJ9BINvomI&NR=1

Surrounded on one end of the ‘walk of shame’ by other bikini clad models, similarly togged, and on the other by amazed passers-by and fans, the loser indeed ‘did the dance’ on Hollywood Boulevard–a stretch otherwise reserved and emblazoned with stars of the silver screen. With hip hop with break dance spins as well as some Fight Club punches too. In fact, it was a mighty fine choreographed number with loads of athletic manoevers, Jett Li high kicks and some coordinated grooves too, even a cartwheel.

This, only after enduring the chest wax, and maybe lower;  spray tanning, and then suffering the ignominy of the fitting room trauma we all face each season when we try on the 2 pieces that either make our bums look big or our boobs too small. Rob like us tried on loads before finding the best fit. He just didn’t look as good in the black one he had tried first!

Peter later  revealed when all was said and done that even Rob had succumbed to smoothing out his lumpy bits by wearing a secure as duck-tape pair of Spanx under the teensy boy-cut shorts.

Not to be outdone by the older generation, toy boy band member Joe Jonas outfitted in a one-piece black unitard and HEELS also mimed Single Ladies, as did Rob, while gyrating and prancing around on a set to inaugurate his brothers and his new Jonas Brothers album. No skin, but it was terrifying. Wonder what that bet was!

And now Sports Illustrated, one month before launch date of its famed Swim Issue chockers full of luscious models in bikinis, recently announced a ‘Mankini’ contest for best photo of a guy in a bikini. Rules?  According to the senior editor MJ Day:  ‘Rules of 2009 Mankini contest. 1. must cover your package, 2. anything else goes….KEEP IT SIMPLE!!!’  The winner is to receive a calendar or a book or something to assuage the humiliation of being Twitpicked all over the Twitterverse in a matter of nano-seconds wearing it.

(We’ll wait for Bar, Brooklyn and Behati.)

In fact, given that Peter Facinelli has been declared by E-Online as the top Celebrity Twitterer of the Year and now has over 1.5 MILLION followers, some hapless guy from Des Moines in his ex-wife’s bleached-out bagged-out number will probably end up re-morphed in a Vampire App on the Facsh’s iPhone after winning SI’s teaser contest.

If not, Ashton can’t be far behind, lurking like some tracker to grab onto that tweet.

Don’t say you weren’t warned –that you didn’t see the signs. You’ll end up a total twit, and you’ll never look as bootylicious as us!  Like Peter warns, ‘Don’t mess with Facinelli’!

And don’t wear our bikinis, men!

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