1. His favorite drink is white wine spritzers
2. His backyard (real, not metaphorical) contains bronze animal statues, several waterfalls and a flat screen TV.
3. His philosophy on rap is “being young and fly and having your shit together.”
4. Fame, she is a monster. “It’s really difficult for me to find something that makes me feel small.”
5. He used to eff tons of girls, but not anymore.
6. He’s also a designer! He designed his own $5,000 arctic-fox-fur, gold-hardware bomber jacket.
7. He also owns a custom California King bed. Just like the song. [GQ]
Okay, I know his real name is Taylor Kitsch. And he’s not Tim Riggins anymore. Except in my imagination where he will always be Tim Riggins, and sometimes we go for a ride in his pickup truck and talk about his stint in the slammer and then we pull over and make out on the hood and he’s not thinking about Tyra Collette or Lyla Garrity. He’s thinking about ME. Let’s take a moment to appreciate his sexy shitkicker beauty (short hair and all) in the March issue of GQ where he channels James Dean from the classic film “Giant.” Good lord, STOP. It’s almost too much. Click through for some more glorious Riggins porn.
“For a lot of comics, there’s a persona they’re not comfortable revealing unless they’re performing. Kristen is incredibly shy; she has her hoodie pulled up and her sleeves pulled over her hands. But this is a woman who wore coconuts on her tits on SNL; she can go to the craziest, most grotesque places on the planet in character.”
– Normally I would roll my eyes at the random absurdity of a magazine like GQ naming Kristin Wiig their “Bro of the Year” alongside a photograph of the comedian in lingerie, but Jon Hamm wrote the magazine’s dedication and I am on Team Hamm Can Do No Wrong. Mind you, I’m not entirely sure what a “Bro of the Year” is, but it seems Wiig is being honored by the mag for “Bridesmaids,” a movie which — shocker! — many men found equally as funny as women. Which is awesome considering the whole “men are funnier than women” thing was getting rather tiresome. Keep reading »
Man, Kristen Stewart cleans up nice. Here she is on the cover of British GQ, proving that (a) retro style swimsuits do wonders and (b) that black is a perfectly beautiful color for a pedicure. Personally, I am loving this look. Keep reading »
“What we’re saying is that [J. Edgar Hoover] definitely had a relationship with [Clyde] Tolson that lasted for nearly 50 years. Neither of them married. They lived close to one another. They worked together every day. They vacationed together. And there was rumored to be more. There are definite insinuations of—well, I’m not going to get into where it goes, but … If I were a betting man, I actually don’t know what I would bet.”
—Leonardo DiCaprio talks to GQ magazine about his new movie “J. Edgar,” directed by Clint Eastwood. But even though DiCaprio spent months playing the infamous director of the FBI, who wore dresses to parties and supposedly had a relationship with the FBI’s associate director, Leo says he isn’t sure in the end if Hoover was gay. After the jump, hear what Eastwood thinks.
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US fashion is as diversified and geographically distinct as food or accent, but as GQ found when ranking 40 American cities based on fashion, our bad taste in clothing is rampant regardless of which coast you’re on. Take a look at the results of their “deeply scientific, irrefutable poll” to see where your city stacks up, or check out the unlikely worst five below (along with GQ’s scathing criticism):
1. Boston: Because its residents consist overwhelmingly of undergrads, it’s hard for this preppy metropolis to be anywhere but the bottom. Forever plagued by pleats and frat boys, “if you wonder how a people can live like this, well, it’s ‘Jurassic Park’ for fashion troglodytes: Life finds a way.” Read more… Keep reading »
“Community” is hands down one of my favorite shows on television, and Alison Brie and Gillian Jacobs are so, so brilliant in their roles as uptight Annie and posh girl Britta, respectively. So it makes me a touch sad that one of the few ways they can get space in a magazine is to put on lingerie and pretend to spank each other with hairbrushes. But then again, this photo is hot. And they do have a sense of humor about it. “With a shoot like this, you’re negotiating these positions together,” said Alison. “‘Can you move your crotch a little to the left? Really get it up there.’” Gillian adds, “The next day we were texting each other, ‘Are you sore, too?’” So I guess I approve. [GQ] Keep reading »
Because Alcide is so hot that he makes my teeth sweat, I was very excited when I saw that Joe Manganiello of “True Blood” was going to be modeling “7 ways to dress for beach-faring weather” in GQ magazine. However, when I went to look at the images, my dude was surrounded by not one but two hot women, one of them naked and wearing a camera around her neck. Sigh. Fantasy over! Keep reading »
I wasn’t expecting too much when I cracked the spine on the latest issue of GQ and began to read the cover story of Chris Evans. Captain America has always struck me as, well, pretty boring. But the article, written by Edith Zimmerman of The Hairpin, ended up being fascinating if a bit solipsistic. Basically, it’s about the reporter’s flirtation with Evans, which starts innocently enough but builds to him inviting her to parties, introducing her to his mom, and eventually being called the “mystery maiden” on his arm by the NY Daily News. It ends with the writer getting drunk at his house, passing out in a guest bedroom, and eventually climbing out a window to get a cab home.
Here, some choice excerpts. Keep reading »
What a coincidink. Just as we find out that Kris Humphries popped the question to Kim Kardashian amidst mini-horses doused in glitter, the New Jersey Nets star also makes an appearance in GQ modeling swim trunks. And man, does he do a good job of it. Kris is my favorite type of hot—sweet, baby face up top with a hot body below. And since I couldn’t pick my favorite photo, there’s one more after the jump. Enjoy. Keep reading »