Pietro Boselli by Tom Shirmacher for GQ (January 2017) is a sight for whore eyes.
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Tons of pics of Zane Pittman (see above) naked. (Work Unfriendly)
Ryan Gosling looking dorkily hot on GQ.
This is the alleged typo (hmmm) that brought the Clinton Campaign to its knees.
Please relive (or experience for the first time) the late, great Alan Thicke's best TV theme songs. Whew! Forgot that show.
Vote up (and down) the top artists of 2016 here. (Madonna's just outside the Top 40.)
Olly Murs strips so that only a trophy stands between you and his junk.
What if Lara Croft were a sexy, smooth, wiry male instead of a righteous chick?
Blond actor Alec Hall gets completely naked. (Work Unfriendly)
Jock Joe Hart bends over—way over—showing VPL and the results of a lifetime of physical activity.
Gareth Davies is Wicked Gay Blog's Hot Jock of the Day, and he appears to have a burning groin as well. Works for me.
Gareth Davies (Image via Wicked Gay Blog)
Footballer Rob Gronkowski sets the record straight in the new GQ, saying he really isn't the wild child we all think and hope he is:
“[P]eople misunderstand who I truly am. Truly who I am. If I go somewhere, people just think I’m a party boy 24/7. Like, it’s a Monday night and I walk into a restaurant and people start handing me shots. I’m like, Yo, I’m in season right now. I just played a game, I can hardly walk.
In fact, he doesn't even like booze:
I don’t drink because I like the taste. Beer is nasty. I would never sit there and have a beer with dinner—it would ruin my whole meal. I drink to have fun, to feel good, to get tipsy. But my drink of choice is vodka and water.
Check it out in the June 2016 issue of GQ.
One more image of the teetotalling hunk after the jump ...
The Advocate explores the intersection between black pride and gay pride.
You shouldn't have to have sex with anyone to prove anything, but it's gross to advertise your preferences in a way that makes them seem like they should be everyone's.
Melania Trump spills to GQ on her natural beauty. “According to Melania, the only unnatural thing that has been in her body is Donald Trump.”
MUSIC 2 MY EARS: In the '60s, there was a British invasion. In the '80s, there was a British invasion. In the '10s, is there a gay British invasion?
An Omaha man was convicted of a federal hate crime for stealing and burning his lesbian neighbor's rainbow flag.
THANKS, U: Guess which R&B singer went full Monty in a sauna on Snapchat.
GQ UK's Jonathan Heaf wants to make sure everyone knows he's an A-hole, so has written a piece on why we shouldn't call plus-sized male models—like Zach Miko, above—anything other than “fat.”
Really? So in order to make sure we are all striving to be healthy (a noble goal), the only way to do so is to use a pejorative description of anyone who isn't achieving what medical professionals consider to be a safe weight?
Does that mean when describing someone who is 60, we shouldn't refer to them as older or mature, but just old?
A man who isn't 5'9" or more should be called short?
To use examples of things that people can change about themselves, we shouldn't say someone is battling drug abuse but just cut to the chase and say they're addicts?
Most of the words I've listed are totally acceptable, depending on the context. There's nothing wrong with politely referring to a category of clothing/larger models as plus-sized; it would also be stupid to market clothing to people who are overweight by putting them in the “fat” section, modeled by “fat” people.
I haven't read GQ in years (how much longer will a print edition even exist?), but I feel confident that if I looked through it, I'd find plenty of articles that mince words. It's called being polite and respecting social niceties. To throw that away all the time is a great way to let everyone know you're a toxic jerk with a big, fat mouth.
Cristiano Ronaldo covers GQ's Body Issue, and the images of him are definitely giving me body issues.
In the piece, readers are told how to achieve the cobra-like quality of Ronaldo's upper body when it's hyper-extended:
1. Pull-ups. “Start off with pull-ups or chin-ups,” says Carlos Frias, an L.A.-area trainer. For pull-ups, place your hands on the bar slightly wider than shoulder width, with your palms facing in. Pull your shoulder blades together—picture yourself pulling your elbows into your ribs—while lifting yourself up until your chin’s even with the bar.
2. Chin-ups. Same concept, just with palms facing outward. “This way’s more of a combination between your lats and biceps,” Brathwaite says.
3. Hit the lat machine. Pretty self-explanatory—but keep in mind that, to determine how much you’re lifting, you need to subtract the machine’s weight from your body mass (so if you weigh 180 and put the pin at 50 pounds, you’re actually lifting 130 pounds).
More on Ronaldo here.