So it's been a while since I've blogged. I haven't had much to say lately. That all ended this morning when I saw the pic (shown above) of Ryan Barry and Victor Fehrenbach, both of whom have been featured previously on this blog.
The tattoo on Fehrenbach's left pec reads "правда", or "Pravda". The Russian word for "truth", it was also the name of the leading Soviet-era state-controlled newspaper. I'm not sure what that means, but he could have the word "toaster" tattooed on his left pec and I'd still push a bitch out of the way to chew on it.
Many jealous congratulations to the couple. I'm going to get a cold compress now.
Ryan Barry, fitness model, personal trainer, and BFF of reality-show D-lister Reichen Lehmkuhl, is this week's hottie for obvious reasons. Most of us mere mortals could work out 12 times a week until Jesus came back and told us we could stop, and not look anything like this.
We all try to avoid talking about the fact that while the media does push a relatively un-attainable aesthetic for both men and women, there really are people who look like that.
And they all live in L.A.
Hot thing about Ryan Barry #1: The body.
Holy crap, do I really need to say anything? I could serve drinks off his ass.
Hot thing about Ryan Barry #2: The eyes.
His eyes are hypnotic. Creepily hypnotic. I wonder if he likes them, or if they just take attention away from his chest...
Hot thing about Ryan Barry #3: Check the basket.
Yeah, I know... I say that a lot. But just look at it... is there some sort of underwear model secret for pushing an enormous basket? I really think there's some sort of insert. If Ryan wasn't using one, then three cheers for Reichen. And good on Ryan for being able to maintain a pretty significant chubby for as long as it took to get through that shoot. That would certainly qualify him for a Falcon Videos audition... or maybe Treasure Island Media. (Those links are NSFW... Google the studios for links to them, just to be safe... )
P.S. : Mr. Barry is the Hottie of the Week not because of Reichen, but in spite of him.
I'm simultaneously smart and scatterbrained, sweet and irritable, progressive and conservative, highly educated and sometimes underinformed, ambitious and lazy, insightful and superficial, profound and sacreligious, all with a dry, dirty-ish, malice-free overlay.