If you coaxed Tyra Banks into a little, flower embroidered basket attached to a bicycle and wrapped her in a blanket, she'd look exactly like ET. To test my claim you could leave a trail of shot glasses filled with teaspoon-portioned carb solution shake outside of the L.A. club which she frequents, artfully leading Tyra to a secluded back alley where you plan on exposing her as a Martian weirdo. Or you could just take my girlfriend's word for it.
My girlfriend has met the Tyra. They were in the same room together, breathing the same air ... sharing the same bubble bath, giggling while
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