Like many other shows, a great host is the key. Networks need a meteorologist with the right mix of charm, charisma, and looks. America has a long list of beautiful women who’ve delivered its weather. They include Patricia Jaggernauth, Alex Wilson, and Bri Winkler. Our neighbors to the south of the border in Mexico have also had beautiful weathergirls. There’s Yarnet Garcia and Naiele Lopez, to name just two. Other countries south of the border have beautiful weather girls as well. Jasminia Partina delivers updates in Ecuador. Bolivia has the gorgeous Anabel Angus. These aren’t the only countries that’ve hired weather girls that keep viewers from turning away. There’s Sheena Parveen from India. Sian Webbly is the standout in England. France has Ariane Brodier. These women studied and worked hard to get where they are today. That doesn’t mean they always dreamed of becoming meteorologists. Many studied in other fields but happened upon the weather. Ximena Cordoba was a reality show contestant before becoming one of the most beautiful weather girls around. Carolina Ramirez was a former beauty queen. Providing important updates in a digestible way isn’t the only thing these women do today, either. They also have other passions they’ve pursued just as vigorously. Many are successful models, actresses, and media personalities. Sol Perez is a trained boxer. Janice Villagran is a registered surgical technologist.
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