Journal Entry

Well, here's a gent who's clearly taken to heart the old saying - one variously attributed to a formidable trio of ladies, either Margot Asquith, Lillie Langtry, or no less than Mae West herself - "Keep a diary, my dear, and someday perhaps the diary will keep you." I don't know about you, but I'd certainly keep him...

Stars for a Summer Afternoon

For no other reason than it's just so damn pretty, here are Messrs. Ronald Reagan and John Payne having a casual chat on some fine, long-forgotten Hollywood day. I'm finding Mr. Payne's thigh postively mesmerizing.

Ramadan Kareem!

I suppose this isn't the most appropriate image one might choose to celebrate a month of fasting and sacrifice, but - can anybody with two eyes blame me?

(Belated) Birthday Boy: Egyptian Delight

Well, it'a day late, but I've never let that stop me from appreciating one of my favorites; the dashing Mr. Omar Sharif would have been 85 yesterday.

Just Do It

Consider this a red, white, and blue reminder from the Café to all our Gentle Yankee Readers that one has a civic duty to perform today. Vote.

And just think of all the smutty "Old Glory" lines this intriguing image could inspire...

Run It Up the Flagpole

Here's to a happy Fourth of July to all the Café's Yankee Gentle Readers; I know you'll join me in appreciating this dear boy's very obvious, um, patriotism.

Octoblog

It's an auspicious day, my dears, and I thought we all deserve a little eye candy. Meet Mr. Mohamed el Bably, who apparently ranks among "8 of Egypt's Top Male Models, at least according to online rag CairoScene.

Notes from the Office

Do you ever get distracted at work?  I'm afraid I did, this morning, perhaps just a little.

Friday Frolic, Poolside Edition

Even in these trying times, can it be anything other than a good thing to head into the weekend with a little eye candy?

Arms and the Man

Not quite, admittedly, as dear Mr. Bernard Shaw (cribbing from Mr. Virgil) meant the phrase, but rather alluring nonetheless, no? I can't believe it's been a year since we last checked in with my long-running BollyCrush John Abraham, but here he is in all of (well, most of - this is a semi-family blog, after all) his glory.

Box It Up - I'll Take It

Sometimes I think it's really on Boxing Day that we ought to be getting presents. Failing the gentleman himself, those fetching little boots might do nicely.

See the Man

I don't believe I'd thought of Martin Milner, in anything more than the most fleeting of ways, in 20 years, at least until the sad news of his journey to Fabulon came out over the weekend.

Birthday Boy...

...from all evidence in this snap, in his birthday suit.

Happy birthday, Maestro, you sexy thing, you... Like Auntie Mame, he was the pied piper, and how I lucky I was, for a little while, to follow his tune.

'Neath the Red, White, and Blue

I don't normally approve of ostentatious displays of patriotism - but in this case, I'll make an exception.

Portrait Gallery: The First Mr. Streisand

For no particularly good reason other than I must be on the mend, as eye candy is once again appealing, Mr. Elliott Gould, once upon a time.  I don't know about you, but I'm intrigued; say what you will, Babs has good taste in more than just music...

The Hitherto Unmentioned: Hail and Farewell

Now, Rod Taylor may not have been an actor for the ages, but I think we can agree that he was easy on the eyes.

New Year, Baby

Well, I was hoping to find a fun New Year pinup for y'all - you know, a little Baby New Year all grown up, as it were.  However, I quickly discovered that Googling "hot man diaper" uncovers all sorts of things, but few have them have much to do with New Year's Day.  Goodness, the things people do get up to...

Visions of Sugarplums

In the immortal words of Miss Liz Lemon, "I want to go to there."

Grand Old Flag

Now, normally I don't approve of the kind of patriotism that involves wrapping oneself in the flag...

Knight in Black Leather

I don't know quite how it's possible, but it would seem that it's more than a year since we last checked in with one of the Café's original virtual crushes, the lovely and presumably somehow (although it's really rather beside the point) talented Mr. Upen Patel.