

Chanel Elle’s your classic California blonde—tiny, all natural, straight out of Newport Beach with sun-bleached hair, ocean-blue eyes, and zero shame about loving the waves. “My dad surfed for a living and Mom modeled, so I’ve always lived in motion,” she says with that easy grin. “Beach days are my thing; call me a sugar cookie and I won’t argue.” She got in front of cameras young. At eighteen she went after Playboy the way her mom almost did but never had time for. “Class meets straight-up heat,” she calls it, and she’s proud to be the girl next door. Fans shouted loud enough to crown her Cybergirl of the Month back in August 2015—basically a fast-track to Bunny ears. Off-duty she keeps it low-key: wine, gossip, girlfriends on the couch. Busy girl, so quiet nights feel like a win. When it comes to guys she likes athletes—broad shoulders, blue eyes, cocky smiles, and hands that know exactly where to land. Good kisser, better cologne. Basically, if she’s the girl next door, nobody’s moving out anytime soon.

Chanel Elle’s your classic California blonde—tiny, all natural, straight out of Newport Beach with sun-bleached hair, ocean-blue eyes, and zero shame about loving the waves. “My dad surfed for a living and Mom modeled, so I’ve always lived in motion,” she says with that easy grin. “Beach days are my thing; call me a sugar cookie and I won’t argue.” She got in front of cameras young. At eighteen she went after Playboy the way her mom almost did but never had time for. “Class meets straight-up heat,” she calls it, and she’s proud to be the girl next door. Fans shouted loud enough to crown her Cybergirl of the Month back in August 2015—basically a fast-track to Bunny ears. Off-duty she keeps it low-key: wine, gossip, girlfriends on the couch. Busy girl, so quiet nights feel like a win. When it comes to guys she likes athletes—broad shoulders, blue eyes, cocky smiles, and hands that know exactly where to land. Good kisser, better cologne. Basically, if she’s the girl next door, nobody’s moving out anytime soon.