Pointless

Sports Illustrated runs these behind-the-scenes videos of Kate Upton all the time. She talks about a photoshoot, or how great it is being a model, or magazines her family had around the house, and meanwhile she’s just wandering on a beach like she’s naturally there. Then it ends and I’m aware that I haven’t learned anything, haven’t taken away anything except the obvious fact that this is a commercial for a magazine that’s basically just selling the concept of Kate Upton.

But it turns out that doesn’t bother me. There’s something about the way she exists in front of a camera that makes the whole thing irrelevant. She could be reading the phone book and I’d probably still watch. It’s not purely attraction, though that’s obviously there. It’s presence. The ease of someone who knows how to just be.

So they’ve got me. I see the machinery and I’m fine with it.