Man Style Porn

So it's Wednesday night. Jack has finally passed out after a day of errand running and frozen yogurt ingesting (I've been going through a hardcore frozen yogurt phase. I have a stamp card. That tenth cup free will be mine. And soon.). I've had a Red Bull for some inexplicable reason (or the only reason being I saw it in my fridge and said "fuck it, I love me some wings!"). I'm in a good place. And then I got on my favorite outlet for time suckage- Pinterest, typed in "dapper" and, well- you're welcome ladies...









You're welcome...



I need to take a cold shower and get back to what I was originally doing- waiting for the 5th season of Mad Men.

And now for something less serious...

I'd like to follow up a previous post from my emotions with a post purely derived from my hormones. Chelsea (damn girl, you've been pressing the right inspire buttons lately!) posted this video on her Weekly Surf segment and huuuuuuurrrrrr....



I have usually been impassive when it comes to famous "heartthrobs", but if there is one thing I love it's a dapper male. And a dapper male playing the piano- equivalent to Spanish Fly to me. I'd go so far as to call it a fetish, I suppose. It's that potent.

Anyway, I'd never *really* gave Ryan Gosling much thought, after "The Notebook" I sort of dismissed the guy as a romantic yet brooding actor who'd be the subject of many chick flicks to follow. But I was wrong. So wrong....

Yet oh so right...





To quote Liz Lemon- "I want to go to there."