Facial Hair Watch 2008 Now With Jazz Hands
Let’s be clear. I would still hit it. Oh yes I would. Every day of the week and –depending on how long church ran and if I had a headache from helping the priests finish the Communion wine– twice on Sundays.
That being said, Jeremy Irons who has admittedly been hot longer than I’ve been alive, was not looking his best at The 62nd Annual Tony awards on Sunday what with the Harry Potter specs and the facial foliage. I don’t trust mustaches. Facial hair is something about which one must be ever vigilant, lest a simple soup strainer turn into something far more sinister.


Now that is a dead ringer for Ned Flanders. I’m envisioning him trying to do the voice.
It is frightening.
Very frightening.
And below that Sideshow Bob.
Plumcake- you and I need to hang out. We have freakishly similar taste in hot hot men.