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I’ve had enough of these skinny brunette Victoria’s Secret models acting like they’re the hottest women on the planet. Please. I slip into my tiny red bikini, hit a few flexes, and make it crystal clear exactly where they stand. While I’m showing off every muscle, I’m calling out their egos and talking all the trash they deserve. If they ever crossed my path, I’d have no problem putting them in their place and reminding them that confidence isn’t something you wear—it’s something you own.If you’ve ever wanted to see me tear into a bunch of overhyped runway girls while flexing in a barely-there bikini, this one is for you.