No idea what all that Cyrillic says on the cover of August's GQ Russia, which features the lovely Ashley Greene. Probably the same kind of inane shit the English version says. Anyway, who cares? It's Ashley and boobs and Corvettes and nice beaches. That looks a lot like a Southern California beach though. Shouldn't these versions of popular magazines be shot in their respective locations? Wouldn't it make more sense for the Russian GQ to have Ashley hanging her tits out in Lenin's tomb or in front of the Kremlin? I get that SoCal has some nice locales, but give a little shout out to the locals with your supposedly local mag, GQ. You got the cash to fly her out to Moscow for the weekend.
I wonder what kind of career Ashley will have now that the ridiculous TWILIGHT saga is finally gone. I only see a couple things on her upcoming list, the more interesting one being a movie about the heyday of the epic punk club CBGB's (which, ironically stands for Country, Blue Grass and Blues). I'm sure they'll get that totally wrong. Anyway, it doesn't really matter. She's already done about the best thing she could ever do, right here:
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