"We must all think about tomorrow, but without forgetting to live today".
The Roman surfer and face of Gucci Leonardo Fioravanti, who spent his formative years in a pretty house on the beach in Hossegor, France, with step-daddy Stephen “Belly” Bell, has shattered the dreams of women from Nigeria to Greenland after officially being taken off the market by the Haole-Hawaiian model and designer Sophia Wilson.
Fioravanti, who is at the bedevilled age of twenty-seven, exchanged vows with Wilson, whom you may know from the plastic pant brand Shore Active, in an Italian castle alongside a cavalcade of surf stars including, but certainly not limited to, his best pal Jack Robinson, Bells winner Cole Houshmand, the powerfully built Hawaii star of The Ultimate Surfer Zeke Lau (who can ignore those full rounds breasts sculpted by God and which rivet the eye), Moroccan Ramzi Boukhiam, the pride of Japan and Tokyo, Kanoa Igarashi, the pride of Cronulla and Kyoto, Connor O’Leary and, possibly although hard to ID in the photos, aged comedian Benji Weatherley.
Last month, Leo Fioravanti announced his engagement on Instagram
Marriage is one of the great leaps a man gotta make in his life, it’s the bridge between boy and man, and it’s his response to the responsibilities that come with this commitment that will determine his ultimate fate.
Obviously, your ol pal DR failed miserably at it, much to my still all encompassing shame.
As Marcello says to Emma in La Dolce Vita, “A man who agrees to live like this is a finished man, he’s nothing but a worm! I don’t believe in your aggressive, sticky, maternal love! I don’t want it, I have no use for it! This isn’t love, it’s brutalization!”
How did marriage go for the men and gal, Jen hello!, below the line?
Did you marry, did it go well, poorly? Are you still?
Leo’s a super nice guy and all, but all of these people should drown.
A couple who belong together for now. Before the reality hits them. You are just a handsome ok surfer and I’m in the elite. Now fuck off I’m bored with your silly posturing on a wave. That won’t get it done. Show me what you really got rooster.
dont even know what to think of benji weatherly anymore after seeing him here…
Bet he invited himself.
Are you still
Me? If so, no.
As opposed to both sexy as hell in black Rock Spyder. A touch uncomfortable
Oh, for a romp in that Spyder.
Hangin in there.
For better or worse.
Always better, I think. Hit the prozzies if you have to.
What do they charge these days?
correct answer
temptation’s my only weakness
In the immortal words of the Black Eyed Peas,
Mazel Tov!