Our monthly look at magazine covers around the world reveals somewhat slim pickings for the beginning of fall 2012… Where are all the sexy guys? We do have David Beckham on Europe’s Esquire, but really, can’t we do better… while Colin Farrell—looking a bit overly airbrushed—casts an odd expression on Men’s Health overseas (also appearing on Details). Adele continues to dazzle on Rolling Stone. And Brazil’s edition of Billboard offers a fun mash-up of Lady Gaga and Madonna. On the cover of Elle, Britney Spears has never looked more comely.
The celeb that appears on more covers this month than any other: Blake Lively, who begins a new season of Gossip Girl, in addition to her recent nuptials with perpetually gorgeous Ryan Reynolds. Daniel Craig is runner-up, as promotional wheels start turning for upcoming bond flick Skyfall (whose kickass new theme is sung by Adele).
Looking ahead, here’s hoping that as the WB’s Arrow gains traction, we’ll be seeing Stephen Amell begin to grace covers of Men’s Health, Men’s Fitness… and The Smoking Nun’s roster of candidates for 2012’s Sexiest Men Alive.
And speaking of, we certainly can’t leave out the best mag cover of the month: William Levy’s appearance on People En Espanol as its encore Sexiest Man of the Year. Oh, yes! *
>Well, we tried… It’s the moment that counts, yeah?
>Tuesday evening, June 22, New York magazine launched its Summer 2010 issue with a glorious soire at the Kimberly Hotel’s new “Upstairs” rooftop. The 3,000-square-foot space, designed by Sylvia Tosen, offers old Hollywood-style glamour, with 360 degree views of midtown Manhattan, retractable glass ceilings and heated floors.
In attendance: Liz Derringer, Sylvia Tosen, Anton Bass, Caroline Lieberman, Mira Sorvino, Countess LuAnn de Lessep…
>A stunning day to haul my heinie into Manhattan, first for a shopping spree at H&M, to spend the $150 Christmas gift card that’s been burning a hole in my wallet for the past four months. Two new pairs of jeans, two shirts and 17, count ’em, 17 pairs of socks… Onward to Rockefeller Center to watch skaters at play……Amid a mob scene of tourists soaking up the city sun.Hey, there’s Mickey! Not exactly the Easter Bunny, but the kiddies didn’t seem to mind. (The parents likely did, since this is a common scam in the city: Folks dress up like Disney characters, then refuse pictures unless you pay them. Quite clever, I say.)I headed downtown for drinks with a handsome man at stalwart gay tavern Ty’s, which has been in biz for nearly 40 years, god bless ’em… Hey, look, there’s the Easter Bunny, walking in the West Village.I knew that fellow was queer!And finally, dinner outside at a local haunt just off Christopher Street. Divine, indeed.
>Dear friend Gene was over for din din Saturday evening. Great catch-up, as he returns to the mainland after spending the winter in Hawaii.
>A late-evening cocktail at Hell’s Kitchen’s Therapy, followed by dinner at nearby eatery Vynl.