Natasha Newman-Thomas. A glimpse at theis rennaisance woman is truly to look into the face of God. The mold was not only broken when this girl was made -no- it was destroyed! For to duplicate a being as perfect as she would be a crime against nature so great that to see another Natasha Newman-Thomas would make Santa Clause himself vomit with joy and puppies cry tears of shame, for she would be man's new best friend. Can one put a price on the purest and most concentrated form of love? No. But one can put a price on Natasha. Love's love child-- the embodiment of pure happiness.
