Maybe because the weather's cooling down, but hot famous males seemed to have kept their shirts on this week. Against the odds, we've managed to find a few who didn't mind stripping down for us. Thank god for lack of modesty.
First up is Gavin Henson. "Who?" we hear you scratching your head. He's the juicy star of the UK version of "The Bachelor," and also a pro Welsh rugby player. You know that means this bitch has no problem going full monty in front of an admiring public. This dee-vine photo is like a Renaissance painter's live model, soon to be a glorious portrait in the Uffizi Gallery. Whatever this Rugby player's regime is, we want in!
Here we are on waters of Cap d'Antibes, France. Madonna's 24-year-old slice of Brazilian manmeatBrahim Zaibat struts about in his pansy-clad boxers, showing all the world why it's good to have a sugar momma. Speaking of parenting, that's Madonna child Lourdes in the back, with the neon blue tigerkini. We don't know who the thug is next to her, but it seems mother and child have no qualms jumping the Generation Gap.
Everywhere we look, there's hype about brutal testosterone drama "Warrior," opening September 9. It's one of these epic hollywood tragedies that pit brother to brother in the sweaty, bloody, sinister, trendy new world of Mixed Martial Arts fighting. Honestly, all we care about is Tom Hardy shirtless. That's the only reason any self-respecting queen is buying a ticket to this hetero slugfest.
Aye yi yi! Spanish tennis champ Rafael Nadal is the fall crotch for Emporio Armani Underroos. The photograph is beautiful. The fluffing, not so much.
Johnny Depp must be made of the same stuff as JC Penney's Wrinkle Free Dockers (not that we've ever walked into a JC Penney!). He looks either ageless or Botoxed in "The Rum House," a new flick about a reporter who finds himself working a beat in Puerto Rico, that lovely island. Adventure ensures.
Tanned and toned Eddie Cibrian hangs out a beach with LeAnn Rimes superglued to his side. We tried finding a photo without her, but apparently one needs a crowbar wrenched by Hercules. Oh, well...