Marian Rivera, who had graced the magazine’s cover for the first time last January, was in an all-gold outfit—a set of elaborate wings; strips of fabric snaking round her alabaster limbs.
With the stereos blasting Phoenix’s ‘Girlfriend,’ Marian sauntered confidently—none of the hammy poses or antics of those who went before her. She smiled and gave a teasing smirk. That was more than enough to make the hot-blooded men in the crowd roar.
