The cold winter months have arrived, which means it’s time to heat things up. Our new newsletter, Hump Day Hotties, will bring our favorite eye candy directly into your inbox every Wednesday. (Subscribe here!) Feel free to drool. We won’t judge.
Nicholas Hoult’s screen career began when he played the wee moppet that Hugh Grant befriends in “About A Boy.” We filed him away in our Adorable Children File and forgot about him. And then several years later, Hoult reappeared, as scummy-sexy Tony in the UK version of “Skins” and we were smitten with his Legally-Actually-An-Adult Hotness (he’s 23!). Since then, he’s appeared in films like “A Single Man” and “X-Men: First Class,” and snagged a hot girlfriend you may have heard of … Jennifer Lawrence (though the pair just recently split up). Keep reading »
Jessica may be grossed out by beards, but she’s not invited to this furry party over at theBERRY anyway. I am, and you all our my plus one. Put up your Away message on GChat and check out all 30 random hotties sporting facial fuzz here...
A recent episode of the BBC’s “The Why Factor” explored the history of high heels. Of interest is the background of men wearing high heels, which they originally wore as a form of riding footwear.
“Good horsemanship was essential to the fighting styles of Persia – the historical name for modern-day Iran …When the soldier stood up in his stirrups, the heel helped him to secure his stance so that he could shoot his bow and arrow more effectively,” said Elizabeth Semmelhack of the Bata Shoe Museum in Toronto.
I’m so enjoying the visual of a man on horse in stilettos. From there, interest in Persian fashion spread to Western Europe where the high heel became a way for men to flaunt their status. The more impractical the footwear, the more privilege it displayed. The higher a man’s heel, the less distance he had to walk. After the jump, find out what put an end to men hobbling around in heels. Keep reading »
Oh Joaquin Phoenix. How you’re still such an important part of my entertainment life. Even when you said “bye! Good” to us, I never stopped loving you. Even when you embarked on a drunken “rap career,” I maintained my adoration. Throughout everything—any by “everything,” I mean the “massive fleecing you put over on all of us boned us with“—I stood by you, because you’re one of my main men.
This new look, though. This baggedy, raggedy sheepdog look you’ve got going on, dude: it is not flattering. Can I take you for a walk somewhere real quick-like? Can we journey on a trip down memory lane? Because for real, this is how I love my Joaquin. Read more…
I got my boyfriend a banjo for Christmas, partly because he really wanted one, and mostly because I think there’s nothing sexier than a man playing the banjo. If you share my love for banjo players, you’ll probably want to keep on clicking to see 16 gorgeous guys (both famous and non-famous) picking on their 5-strings…
Dear Kenneth Guillespie,
I hate to be the one to say this to you, but it’s time to get sober, buddy. You probably already know this, but it seems like you’ve finally hit “bottom” as they say. You were found half-naked, screaming in agony after attempting to have sex with a snowman. Kenneth, let’s be real here — you almost lost your dick. If you put your penis in a snowman, you’re going to get frostbite. That’s how it works. But I’m sure you weren’t thinking clearly. Because you were wasted. (The neighbors found a pile of empties near the snowman carnage.) Keep reading »
Last night, I sat down to watch “Zero Dark Thirty,” the Oscar-nominated film about the U.S. military operation that killed Osama bin Laden. I was prepared to have mixed feelings about the movie; while everything I’d read suggested that it was fantastic filmmaking, the movie has also been criticized for being inaccurate and, ostensibly, pro-torture. However, I was not prepared to pop such a serious girl boner for so many of the dudes in the film. Yes, yes, the movie, in my opinion, totally leaves the viewer with the impression that information gathered from tortured detainees contributed to the CIA finding OBL and killing him, but the movie also left me with the impression that I’d like to some naughty things of my own to actor Jason Clarke… Keep reading »
Dear Gareth Morgan,
I’ll bet you are getting a lot of hate mail right now. I know that there are going to be a lot of people out there who think you are a heartless monster for your efforts to eradicate New Zealand’s cat population. (Actually, I’ll probably get hate mail for even writing you this note. My co-workers might disown me. I might need to start wearing a disguise to work!)
Your blog, CatsToGo, takes a tough stand against felines: “That little ball of fluff you own is a natural born killer.” Whoa. That’s serious. You go on to suggest that cat owners can either euthanize their cats or neuter them and replace them when they die. That’s harsh, Gareth, even for someone who doesn’t care for the little natural born killers. (Me!) Keep reading »