

Regan's one of those old-school vixens who'll flip her hair from blonde to brunette on a whim and make you wonder how the hell she got away with being that hot for so long. She moves like the camera owes her money, all sultry bad-girl swagger packed into a body that'd make ancient sculptors lose their chisels and their dignity. While every flash-in-the-pan is chasing clicks, Regan splits her schedule right down the middle—raw gonzo one day, glossy studio scenes the next—and still looks like she owns the joint either way.

Regan's one of those old-school vixens who'll flip her hair from blonde to brunette on a whim and make you wonder how the hell she got away with being that hot for so long. She moves like the camera owes her money, all sultry bad-girl swagger packed into a body that'd make ancient sculptors lose their chisels and their dignity. While every flash-in-the-pan is chasing clicks, Regan splits her schedule right down the middle—raw gonzo one day, glossy studio scenes the next—and still looks like she owns the joint either way.