This week, keep in mind the underrated sexiness of Max Beesley, the (oft-naked) star of A&E’s Tom Jones miniseries and former bestie of Robbie Williams.
Wait a second… has anyone ever seen the music video for Olivia Newton-John’s “Let’s Get Physical”?
This week, keep in mind the Germanic charms of Helmut Berger.
I have a confession to make (can one confess to something that is probably obvious?). I have a soft spot for sleazy ’70s guys with shirts unbuttoned to the navel, chest hair, and gold medallions. I don’t know why, but I just love ‘em. So naturally, I’m a big fan of the covers of Mac Davis albums. Indulge at your own risk!
My personal trainer is finally back from his extensive European vacation, and we’ve hit the figurative punching bag hard already this week. Monday we cycled through all the muscle groups just to wake everything up, and today we narrowed our focus. This made it seem like the perfect time to place my order for this round of sessions.
I pulled up the photo I had saved on my phone from an Instagram post of Brad Goreski, Rachel Zoe’s former assistant, weeks before. “I’d like to look like this, if you please,” I said. He snorted.
“This? Easy. You will look better. See those abs? OK, he’s thicker than you so you won’t have those, but you will be very toned. And remember, you’re taller. I can’t cut your head off to make you the same size.”
“If that’s what it takes,” I said darkly. “If that’s what it takes.”