I love a beautiful woman, don’t get me wrong, but I am also quite partial to the fellas. I’ve always thought that one of the reasons some men are so freaked out about us homos is that they can’t stand the thought of being stripped of their sexual agency (and, of course, their clothing) by one of their “bros,” “brohams,” “broheims,” “brahs” and/or Rip Taylor. Memo to the man-candy out there: The tables have turned, broseph! In the spirit of objectifying the hell out of some seriously sexy dudes, then, I offer you the following, in no particular order:
1. Randolph Scott: So-so actor during Hollywood’s golden age (and beyond) and Cary Grant’s secret boyfriend, Scott is the kind of handsome that makes you want to start wearing hats just so you have an excuse to run into him at the haberdasher’s.
2. Jason Bateman: Who fills out a pair of corduroys better? Bateman is both great-looking and deserves some kind of MacArthur Genius Award for his performance in “Arrested Development,” the funniest television show ever made. Read the rest of this entry →