Blog posts are traditionally titled with the aim of gaining clicks and viewers, devised with snappy and often saucy phrases to whet the appetite and entice the casual browser. This is not one of those. This is an honest description of the way I feel at this time of the year, and the way I feel about this recap of the week. There’s a whole month left of winter, so chew on that while you look back.
Things began on a promising and artistic note, with this post on the amazing work of Nicolas Brunet.
Zachary Quinto’s boyfriend Miles McMillan took it all off and infected every one of us with some serious beach envy.
Michael Phelps remains musclebound, and headed for the Speedo parade.
Domhnall Gleeson made for an unorthodox hunk, but a ginger is a ginger.
What do I care how much it may storm?
I’ve got lavender light to keep me warm.
A rare double-Hunk of the Day post featured Will Wikle and Colby Keller double-teaming the popular feature.
The Delusional Grandeur Tour carried onward, deep into the forest.
Ronnie Kroell continues to use his hunkdom for good.
Typically-hot hunks dominated the nightly posts, headed up by Bo Roberts, François Sagat, Zack Hardt, and Brock O’Hurn.
Last but not least, a whiff of summer carried on the wind, in the form of some Tom Ford gorgeousness.
