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Very nice.  Got any good shots of that “Transporter” dude?

Sing it, Sarah!

My hubby shaves his head and he is one very, very sexy guy.  He’d look great on a cover.

“Transporter” dude is hot. And he’s got that hot accent. Jason Statham is British, yeah?

I don’t think Andre Agassi is hot at all. I think he kind of looks like… umm… a cancer patient.

OH, let’s see. I am totally in love with Chow Yun-Fat, especially after all the John Wu movies and Crouching Tiger. Also, Chen Chang, who was in both CTHD and House of Flying Daggers. Mrrrrrow! I guess I like both of them because they have an air of intellectual kickass, so to speak.

Also, I am a big Alan Rickman fan. (Did anyone else see Truly, Madly, Deeply?) That man could read the phone book to me and I’d melt. Plus he’s just deadly handsome.

I realized not too long ago that when I see prettyboys now (like Brad Pitt or Cillian Murphy) I’m more likely to look and go, “Awww. Your mommy must be so proud of you,” than “Aw, yer hawt!” I guess it’s getting older that does it. I’m more likely to find a declension of Latin sexy than washboard abs.

Oooh, there’s Adam Beach, who plays Chee of Leaphorn & Chee on PBS. And there’s Jon Stewart, who I just find so attractive it’s embarrassing. The list goes on…

Oh, I agree about Alan Rickman...he’s delish.  Hmmm...I’d have to add Jason Isaacs, maybe Bradley Whitford from the West Wing, and of course, the late, great Steve McQueen.  Sigh.

I like Tony Leung, myself.

Oooh, thanks, Candy.  And I like short, geeky guys too.  Even married one, 30 years ago.  I like a dancing partner who doesn’t give me a crimp in my neck.

Tony Leung!  Infernal Affairs, Hero…

Is it just me, or is it hot in here?

Darlene, he slayed me in In the Mood for Love and Chungking Express.

OMG, isn’t “In The Mood For Love” one of the most visually-stunning movies ever? Damn, that was good. You’re right. Add Tony to my list, man. *fans herself*

I like the guys from Without A Trace, Anthony LaPaglia (I am sure I am getting the name wrong--he plays Jack), and the other two guys who are the agents..I am wanting to say their characters names are Eddie and Stewart, but I am probably wrong there too. Anyhoo, those guys are soooo goodlooking. I think Patrick Dempsey is just too cute for words. And who is that guy that was in Sweet Home Alabama and played Reese’s husband? Him’s a cutiepie, too! :)

Confession time here.  You know who I think is sexy in an older man kind of way?  Judge Joe Brown.  Yea, I know, I’m odd.

Ed Harris.

Sam Neill.

Jason Statham.

ooooh, I forgot my #1 pick of sexiest man of all time (after my husband)…

TOM SELLECK!

I am sorry, Tommy, please forgive my oversight. Don’t be mad.

They’ll never put a bald guy on a romance cover (or shall I say a NY romance cover).  What would all those models with the ocean of hair ever do?  Shame, my hubby shaves his head short on occasion and I love it.  Way sexy.

Mari

Oh yes,
Jason Stratham,
Brad Whitford,
Ed Harris (yum),
Will Patton (I just mentioned him on my blog and I love him),
Alan Rickman - yes to Truly, Madly, Deeply but I really wanted him to come back!
Bruce Willis without hair,
Gary Sinise - any way I can get him.  Mark Ruffalo - Have you guys seen Into the Cut with Meg Ryan - completely different movie but I fell hard for Ruffalo and now I’ll follow that man anywhere - even that bad film, the last one about 2 couples sleeping with each other.

Dang, my mind is filled with Ruffalo lust now and I can’t think

CindyS

Maybe men shorn of their locks don’t appear on the cover of romance novels because then the books might be mistaken for manly adventure books?

Well, we’ll still have the Moonfeather fonts and the overwhelming use of pink, though.

although I must admit I have a long and involved mental comedy skit going on right now where a guy reaches for a Mack Bolan and gets a Janet Dailey instead…

*chuckles*

Two words: Freddie Ljungberg.

...and I don’t even like football/soccer. Must go and have a lie-down now.

I just googled him. Wow. He is hot. He looks like a young Patrick Swayze.

(I’ve dated myself now...)

Freddie Ljungberg! Yum, yum. I don’t follow football at all, either, but I like the eye candy aspect of football.

Has this turned into the Our Favourite Hotties thread? :-)

Karl Urban (he’s just Sex on Legs)
David Wenham
Viggo Mortensen

And there’s several others I won’t kick out the bed either.

Holy Mary Mother of God! I just googled Freddie Ljungberg too.  My retinas are permanently seared now.  But totally worth it.

…have recovered from ladylike swoon and can finish thought. Oh yes, suspect that a shaved-head Freddie L. could sell not a few romance novels. Although I find it hard to picture a female model I’d identify with added to his tighty-whitey shots. (jealous, moi?)

And football totty is indeed superior to that of many other sports. Particularly cricket (let’s gloss over a brief teenage crush on Mark Ramprakash as England under-19 captain here). Somehow, the players promoting a hair replacement system that involves gluing some other person’s hair on their scalp does not cause my boat to float giddily on the seas of lust. All I can think is ewwww… dead people hair. And cricketers sprout an inordinate amount of ill-advised ‘taches as well.

Which brings me ‘round to Viggo Mortensen’s facial fuzz. Confounding my expectations, out of the LOTR beard and leather, he’s just not quite so yummy. Which shows that a neat beard on the right face can be a joy.* But not one that anyone in the world of romantic fiction apart from Elizabeth Lowell seems to appreciate much. And even her moustaches have been trimmed of late.

Which is odd because until recently male facial hair was pretty much de rigueur. Hell, you could practically tell a man’s rank and regiment by the state of the growth on his upper lip, thus providing a wonderful aide memoire in cases of battlefield amnesia. Sadly, the need to spin out stories featuring the missing-heir-found-in-a-Belgian-brothel(ahem)-lace-making-smallholding plot seems to have sounded the death knell for the bewhiskered hero, and now the lip jacket only appears as the mark of a villainous character. Even in the real world it’s only embraced by those in the military, police and gay fraternities, and fairly loosely too (lovely irony there).

My new-millenium sensibilities also prefer the clean-shaven look or something fairly neat and tidy. But perhaps we could spare a few seconds to reflect upon the glorious mutton-chops and soup-strainers of old. And mentally picture them on the faces of Thunder McFeather & co.

*We’re not talking Gandalf here, although his eyebrows are truly a wonderful thing. When I finally cross the line into crazed and irritating old age, I intend to cultivate such eyebrows with a vengeance. Dammit, apart from prehensile toes, about my only superpower is the ability to grow vast quantities of hair, and if I can’t flaunt it then I may as well hand in my leather breastplate now.