This picture is the best thing that has ever happened to me:
[Photo: Splash News]
Don’t you want to go party with THIS guy? It’s all chest hair and ankles and (spray?) tan and gleeful posing on the HMS Jude Law! I feel like when you’re out on the town with this dude, this is no shortage of champagne, nor — in my imaginings, at least — of snacks. There is much kicking up of heels, and rolling up of jeans. There is an refreshing lack of discourse on the subject of manscaping, and even less about the importance of having one’s shoes shined. You probably wake up the next morning feeling a bit worse for wear, but that seems like a fair price to pay, am I right?