A jam-packed weekend that included the Beaujolais Wine Celebration and an evening of ‘Queen of the Night’ in NYC will, if all goes according to schedule, have come to a close last night, and this post is being programmed while I’m in the midst of a killer cold that knocked me way behind in everything that was going so smoothly. This is how life checks you when you’re doing a little too much. On with the recap of the previous week…
It began, as it usually does, with a Hunk of the Day: Brent Van Sant.
My week-long bout with sickness left a number of silly posts, such as this purely GIF-fueled one and this no-brainer that consisted solely of a new Adele song, When We Were Young. Not to mention this brief snippet of holiday times to come.
Luckily, I often write in advance of posting times, so I got to enjoy the fruits of this labor-of-love post on poet (and future Hunk of the Day) Ben Kline.
David Beckham was named the Sexiest Man Alive for 2015, probably ten years after the fact, but better late than never.
One of the most special Hunks of the Day was re-crowned, and teased with this look at other important HODs.
Zakh Michael was the first Hunk of the Day whose story was big enough to merit two parts.
NYC – what is is about you?
Getting nude in a hotel room.
The Delusional Grandeur Tour: Last Stand of a Rock Star concludes its incendiary ‘Rock Star Addict’ section, right before they cart me off to rehab.
More Hunks rounded out the week, including Charles Melton, Canelo Alvarez and Austin Victoria.
And capping off Sunday with a bulge-tastic flourish was this Speedo post.
