It's a lovely week on the magazine rack, isn't it? Not only Hugh on the cover of Entertainment Weekly complete with latex glove, but Clive Own on the cover of GQ (American Edition.) He looks devilishly delightful with some facial hair. I swear to god, until I fell for Hugh as House, I never, ever could even stand a guy with scruff or beard or stache'. Nada. Yuck.
And now....well sometimes. Clive is the first guy on the cover of GQ for ages and ages who I've thought of as GQ-worthy. I used to love GQ and hold the cover guys up as the standard of what I wanted. When, you ask? As Bowling For Soup once said "She's still pre-occupied with 19...19....1985."