Before: Site fee bidding war between Melbourne and Ibiza won by the latter as Spanish resort town seeks to increase profile via celebrity fisticuffs. De Rossi a wafer thin, though competent enough pug - sparring partner to Naomi Watts - Portia has skills, but lacks the heft of a true lightweight. Casta enters the prohibitive favourite - pundits not asking 'if' she'll catch de Rossi, but how long it will take.

Laetitia in leopard print bikini, underwire/halter style top, small loop between breasts, at hips, leopard print boxing boots, hair up - Portia in stylized black/white tuxedo motif bra style bikini, black and white boxing boots, long puncher's ponytail.

During R1: Casta systematically attacking Portia all around the ring - jabbing to close, slamming away right/left on the waist, looking to mop up opportunistic hooks or crosses on the chin. De Rossi in full flight, hopping along the perimeter - not much offensively but keeping her back off the ropes and not letting Casta pile on. Casta increasingly brazen with success - costs her in the final minute. Portia with a staccato, chopping assault, scrubs away crisscross lefts and rights on the face, catching and surprising Laetitia on the way in. Casta backing up flustered - Portia jamming away with the rubbing straight combos, buffetting face and stamping chest - she gets Casta against the ropes and scores well to steal the stanza at the bell! Casta shaking her head 'no' as the girls exchange glances - but tell-tale butt-wobble en route to corner says different.

R2: Portia's confidence rising - still hopping briskly along the ropes, hands at her chest - but she's stopping, scrubbing away with rigid straight combos, then scooting to the side. Laetitia really getting a facial - she's flustered, pre-empted, not getting off. Portia's taking liberties with jug when she can, going to Laetitia's hulking beauties with stabbing, straight-from-the shoulder gusto, both hands.

R3: Casta gets her act together - re-establishes the jab, placing some spearing right hands to the torso that move Portia grunting to the ropes. Laetitia banging ribcage wide, then jabbing to get her balance and leaning into right hands - by the midway point - she's getting to Portia's chin and hurting her. De Rossi's legs spasming every time Casta lands anywhere on the head - no comparing the pop between these two. Laetitia patiently mopping up in the De Rossi midsection late - taking away a little bit of leg with every blow.

R4: Portia showing heart - using Laetitia's aggression against her. Casta single minded in her pursuit - Portia able to retreat, walk Casta into those stinging, scrubbing lefts and rights, then step around her. Blonde beating brunette to punches and outworking her - De Rossi not turning over ankles when she pitches, not really rotating her weight into the blows - it's all tic,tac,toe that nevertheless has Casta off balance.

R5: When Casta jabs and sets up the rest of the package - she can't lose. French woman moves Aussie to the ropes with a stern stick and banging rights on the chest - Portia sets up to ride it out as her legs start to quake. Laetitia methodically applying the hurt - bang/bang on the waist, jabbing to get a little distance, back in with the right cross, then mopping up the hook in Portia's right side. De Rossi grimacing - pushing Laetitia off, but no longer firing those pesky bursts - blonde wearing down under heavy brunette leather through 5.

R6: Portia with some first minute heroics, hook-and-pivoting Laetitia's jugs early - Casta stays on her, crowds her to ropes and really lays it on thick when she lines blondie up. Middle minute all about Laetitia punishing Portia to the midsection - Casta just shoving and slugging underneath, ragdolling De Rossi, beating her to the waist and ribs - De Rossi takes a woozy knee, sobbing for breath as Laetitia walks calmly to neutral corner. Final minute a formality - poor Portia hanging on glassy eyed, knock kneed - Casta able to extend the measuring left and pour in ruinous right hands to the jaw that can't be survived. De Rossi folding up and plummetting to canvas after a few crashing blows to her chin - KO6 Laetitia Casta.

After: Spirited effort from a slender blonde - Portia having her moments but unable to keep the stronger woman off her. Casta a little lackadaisical at times, but not pressed tonight - she had some margin to work with and she took it. Corsican Casta a big draw in Ibiza - almost a homecoming of sorts for the Mediterranean beauty. Not the most knowledgeable boxing crowd cheers Laetitia's victory like she's just beaten King Kong.