What could Naja Irie possibly be clutching in her hot little hands? A charm bracelet with sparkling miniature carousel ponies and rainbows? Maybe a handful of Skittles to satisfy her sweet tooth? Oh, no — it’s her boobs. And hey, they’re better than either of these fanciful things! They’ve got enough whimsy to blow the door off an artisanal Brooklyn paperie. Everything about them is lovely and perfect, and we’re just as excited each time they’re revealed as a li’l baby is playing peekaboo. Look — there they are again! Squee!