Many months ago, in a drastically inappropriate move, I decided to brighten the day of Friday for some former co-workers by starting something called Hot Man Fridays. The essence for HMF’s is that I post pictures of some hot men… sometimes in relation to a theme, and just type whatever comes to my mind about the person/pictures/or random topic that comes to my mind when I see a picture of the Hot Man.
I decided that Hot Men should not be limited to the capacity of a chain e-mail and that I should share this momentous event with the small world that reads my blog, so without further ado, copy and pasted from that e-mail chain is the first of an ongoing series called HMF’s.
Fear not ladies for Hot Man Friday’s have returned!
Now let’s just take a moment to really revel in the praise and relief you are un-doubtably throwing my way. I can feel it my little ones. Oh I can feel it.
Anyway, since I apparently take requests, Christina has asked me to feature the lead singer of the red Hot Chili Peppers…..
…..whose name I have forgotten. In fact I don’t care about the name of the hot men featured on Hot Man Friday’s, only that they are hot and men.
....Though if you get me tipsy, perhaps women but that’s normal, right? … How about we don’t go there.
So anyways, Hot Nameless Man, I salute your pensive face and slightly oily skin. It looks delicious. Yum.
Christina let me know that this Hot Nameless Man has been a long time crush of hers. Despite the fact that he is a matured specimen of a man. Al she care about is that he remains hot and a man.
This got me thinking about my long-time hot man crushes and only one stood the true test of time.
Sir Patrick fucking Stewart
Perhaps the most amazing Star Ship Captain of all time (which opens up a whole lot of fun sexual metaphors), he’s also British and well educated. You can just imagine yourself sitting in high backed leather chairs, having a flirtatious yet engaging intellectual discussion. Follow by an intense …work out session… by the roaring fire on a soft bear skin rug locked away in your winter cabin located in the deep and isolated English woods….
I even remember the exact moment that I fell for Sir Patrick, back in those days he was not yet a regale knight but just an actor on one of the best Science Fiction show of the early nineties. He was dressed in riding gear… and the pants, well, they were quite tight you see. He also wore a shirt that flowed quite nicely too, it looked silky yet gave him an air of casual elegance…..
It was a magical moment.
To this day, Sir Stewart remains a long-standing Hot Man in my repository of Hot Men and I doubt that will ever change.
So to all the old (er) Hot Men out there, I salute you.
(I mean look at him! He’s fully clothed but still gorgeous!
In fact I couldn’t find a picture of him shirtless, feel betrayed by the internet L)
To send you off, I am linking this hilarious video of Patrick, playing and alternative version of himself, in a British show called Extras with Ricky Gervais (who is not hot, but funny). Watch it when you can listen to the sound, and watch it all. Captain Picard demands it!