Allow me to continue my Erin Burnett gravy train…At the end of the Vanity Fair piece I referenced earlier, I saw a link to a 2008 article on Erin Burnett and Maria Bartiromo. It touches on who’s the Queen of CNBC, but here’s why I prefer Burnett to Bartiromo.

With sultry blue eyes, sharp, almost perfect features, dimples, and a lazy, bedroomy smile, Burnett not only was knowledgeable about financial issues but had a knack for translating them into plain English, and in contrast to Maria, who was more singularly focused on corporate news, Burnett was interested in broader policy issues—education, health care, how to pay for the repair of America’s crumbling infrastructure. She had a casual, breezy on-air persona. She was also a bit irreverent—and spontaneous.

Monday through Friday I spend the hours of 9 – 11a (Squawk on the Street) and 2 – 3p (Street Signs) with Erin Burnett. She and I have a bond. While I enjoy her commentary on the markets, I have been known to occasionally mutter the same sentence as the wife of this Vanity Fair article’s author.

My wife, sitting next to me, was equally transfixed by Burnett’s flawless complexion and piercing blue eyes. “Jesus Christ she’s hot,” she muttered