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Here's a friendly reminder! Thanks Calvin Klein! Even more gratuitous Neff at that site.
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It's New York Fashion Week again! In the next week, the minds of Marc Jacobs, Zac Posen, and those cute Proenza Schouler boys will be catapulted onto the runway and into the homes of millions of fashion-obsessed folks like me. To start things off, we have Garrett Neff walking the Trovata show. Now, if there are two things I like, they're Garrett Neff and Trovata. Put those two things together, and hot damn, you've got a good time! So yay for Fashion Week! Here's hoping for more exposed skin!
Calvin Klein's new underwear god, Garrett Neff, is something out of a dream. A fairy tale. Another universe. Sweet, sweet lordy. From here.
Oh Beijing! How I will miss thee! From swimming to diving to swimming to rowing to swimming to sailing to swimming to volleyball to swimming, there was certainly no shortage of gratuitous displays of male...perfection. And Ryan Lochte, pictured above after winning a gold medal, is arguably the most attractive, gold medals aside. (If you do wish to argue on this subject, I would thoroughly enjoy that, as long as you include extensive pictorial evidence.) Oh, those wet, hot, American swimmers. London feels so far away!
This is the American 4x200 free relay team. Ungodly hot, right? Ricky Berens, Ryan Lochte, and Michael Phelps make the day so much easier to get through. But being the 4x200 relay team, you'd be inclined to think, wait, where's the fourth team member? Well, he was conveniently cut out of a lot of the coverage, both in photos and on NBC. See, while these three exemplify every perfect thing about watching the Olympics, the fourth resembled a mere mortal. I don't even know his name, and I'm not about to Google it anytime soon. I just don't care. But, I do thank nymag.com for their excellent coverage about all the really important parts of the games. And isn't that what this is all really about?




Read The Vintner's Luck. Gaspard Ulliel stars in the movie adaptation next year, alongside Vera Farmiga, Keisha Castle-Hughes, and Jérémie Renier. It should pretty much be amazing. Source











Alleluia! This is old, from this past Spring, but any magazine cover with Gaspard is worth posting. Vogue Paris obviously has their priorities in order if they were wise enough to have Steven Klein shoot Doutzen Kroes (in Lanvin by Elber Elbaz!) and Gaspard Ulliel, probably two of the most gorgeous people in the world (in my opinion, at the moment, but you know how quickly I get bored and that can change...).


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Becoming Jane (2007) - Yowza. I saw Keira Knightley's Pride & Prejudice, which was the latest adaptation of a Jane Austen novel, sometime two years ago. I liked it moderately well, as much as a desperate-to-charm romance starring a desperately starving actress and balding actor could possibly be liked. This, with an upgrade in cast, is a rather more splendid affair. Anne Hathaway plays the real-life Jane Austen, the woman behind all the words that have won over generations of women (and men). Hathaway is fit for the part, able to bring a certain winsome vulnerability to a woman who is so brashly independent and forthright in her thinking. Her pale, doe-eyed beauty is a sight to behold, even though it's obvious that she's been dumbed down to a certain dowdy extent. The real charmer here is James McAvoy as Tom Lefroy, Austen's greatest love and the inspiration behind many a love interest in many of her novels. McAvoy possesses a surprising and impressive versatility, from the titular lady's man with muscular dystrophy in Rory O'Shea Was Here to Idi Amin's suave personal physician in The Last King of Scotland. The binding tie in all his roles is a certain charm, one that is never solely arrogant, but rather one that masks a level of vulnerability, leaving one to wonder whether they should detest his very nature or fall madly in love. You don't want to root for him. You don't want to like. You know there's always something just a little off about his character. But nonetheless, it's inevitable that you'll be hopelessly attracted to whatever you can't quite categorize about his character. Hathaway and McAvoy hold together a story that is somewhat thin at times, somewhere between dryly comic and apologetically drab anytime the two are not on screen. It's their pleasing chemistry that keeps us watching, even as we know exactly how the story will end. If you have any ounce of admiration for either Hathaway or McAvoy, it's really quite worth a watch. 7.5/10