Just four men left in this year’s March Man-ness competition. This poll closes Thursday, April 2 at 6 p.m., so make your vote count. The two players with the highest votes will advance to the championship round, which begins this Friday.
UPDATE: Voting for Round 3 is now closed. Please vote in Round 4 starting April 3! Keep reading »
Earlier today, we posted an essay by former Maxim editor Keith Blanchard in which he listed the nine things he learned about women from working at the magazine. I worked at Maxim, and I learned a few things, too — about men, that is. Most of my lessons were gained from working with a predominantly male staff. In the editorial department, I was one of two or three females over the course of two-and-a-half years. Here are seven things that have stayed with me … Keep reading »
Round 2 of March Man-ness ends today at 6 p.m., so get your vote on and help decide who will be in the Final Four. Currently, Ryan Tiesi is leading the pack, followed by Chris Kramer, Conner Teahan, and Tyler Hansbrough. But Michigan State, Oklahoma, Xavier, and Duke fans, you still have time to rally and move your guys to the top! VOTE NOW Keep reading »
I edited Maxim for four years, and let me tell you, we knew everything there was to know about guys. Like this: All guys really care about is girls. Our sex and relationship pieces tried to break down the great female mystery, and they were consistently the highest-rated articles in the magazine aside from, well, the pictorials. And we learned a lot ourselves. Here are nine interesting nuggets of wisdom I gleaned from my job presenting women to men. Keep reading »
Damn, it looks like ALL the guys are getting waxed these days. But while John Mayer prefers to wax his short and curlies, Ashton’s got to rip up the shag carpet so his chest is as smooth as that of his stunt double on the set of his new movie. He vows to inspect his stunt people’s body hair more closely from now on…
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Okay, ladies, it’s Friday, it’s Spring, it’s time for a healthy debate. Are these Hello Kitty boxer briefs hot or not? On one hand, it’s like, Hello Kitty underwear is bad enough, but on a guy? Hells to the no, right? On the other hand, damn that model is rockin’ the kitty. But could a guy who doesn’t have Herculean shoulders, a toned six-pack, and an ass you could bounce your favorite stud earrings off of really pull these off? What say you, ladies? Yay or nay? [via KittyHell] Keep reading »
We’ve counted your votes, and these eight fine gentlemen have advanced to March Man-ness Round 2. This poll closes on Monday, March 30 at 6pm, so vote now! The four players with the most votes will advance to Round 3. May the
best hot man win!
UPDATE: Voting for Round 2 is closed! But vote in Round 3 starting March 31! Keep reading »
Andrea Vasa, a 30-year-old hot football — in other words soccer — player for Milan’s Brera team, is living in Dirk Bikkembergs, a high-end Italian store, parading around half-naked, lifting weights, and lolling about for anyone who happens to look in the windows. “Among the shelves and clothes hangers exposing the items that are for sale, Andrea’s personal clothes can be found, as well as the pictures and books he chose to take with him to his new home.” He’s got his own housekeeper and can invite over whomever he likes, but what if he wants to leave? “Before going out, Andrea will take a shower in a relax room papered with pages from Gazzetta dello Sport, compose his outfit for the following occasion, preen himself in one of the silver trophies, step into his Porsche and drive it out through a massive window that doubles as a garage door.” Fascinating! Too bad, Towleroad notes, the shower is the only part of the live-in scene that’s shielded from public view. Keep reading »
During a recent business trip, I found myself shoe-horned into the back of a taxi with colleagues in various stages of inebriation, hurtling through chancy neighborhoods of Baltimore. I was on my Blackberry with my wife, going through the litany of “kids/mail/bills/when are you coming home/this single mother crap is getting old” when the cabbie abruptly stopped at our destination.
“Gotta go, hon,” I said. “We just pulled up to the strip club.” My colleagues turned their heads my way, mouths open. Keep reading »