Nadine may single-handedly (double-boobedly) put morphing out of business.
I just know that if I ever met her, despite all my attempts at suave urbanity that instead I would be reduced to drooling imbecility. I have several wonderful compliments for her, but I'd probably blurt out something like "You want fries with those?" and get a drink thrown in my face. Not good. My God, she's beautiful. How much does it cost to fly to Berlin?
Nadine's proportions make Jerri's from Pixelust seem more and more believable all the time. I mean, Nadine's real and she's gotten to be not much smaller than Jerri.