Beth Williams stands five-nine and carries the kind of warmth that fills a room before she even smiles. Her face is soft, open, the sort of face you trust without thinking twice. Back in 2010 she was already Cybergirl of the Month and Special Editions Model of the Year, yet she still looks surprised she made it to the centerfold. When she’s not smiling for the camera she’s back on her farm, bare feet in the dirt, coaxing tomatoes and herbs out of the soil. The sun never leaves her skin. “Country girl,” she shrugs, like that explains the glow.
Beth Williams stands five-nine and carries the kind of warmth that fills a room before she even smiles. Her face is soft, open, the sort of face you trust without thinking twice. Back in 2010 she was already Cybergirl of the Month and Special Editions Model of the Year, yet she still looks surprised she made it to the centerfold. When she’s not smiling for the camera she’s back on her farm, bare feet in the dirt, coaxing tomatoes and herbs out of the soil. The sun never leaves her skin. “Country girl,” she shrugs, like that explains the glow.