"Jamie and I have a bromance. We've been having sex for years now. Going fantastic."—Channing Tatum tells GQ about his special relationship with his "Eagle" co-star, Jamie Bell. I usually say you don't need to paint me a picture, but in this case—I'd like the painting, please.
Can I give you a piece of advice? Get at least one good photo of yourself naked at your physical peak. You know, something you can trot out whenever the conversation with friends turns to who has the hottest nude photos (like you all don't have these chats). A bon ami of mine had everything fall into place perfectly. He was in terrific shape—just the right amount of manscaping and good haircut—and happened to be in Greece with an amateur photographer. Throw in some good lighting and ancient ruins—how could you not look good? Online he looks like a Greek god. A sometime paramour who occasionally acts did a whole series of such photos which never saw the light of day. Pity, because aside from a questionable hairstyle, he never looked better. As for me, I've taken some good photos on a low-carb/non-bloat day. But I never got the whole package (as it were) in the same shot. If I ever have some spare time, maybe I'll arrange them all like some jigsaw puzzle.
I bring this all up apropos of U.S. Rep. Chris Lee, who e-mailed shirtless pics to a woman while claiming to be a 39-year-old divorced lobbyist instead of a 46-year-old married Congressman. OK, so he's a Republican. That doesn't mean he can't be at least a little hot. They don't all look like Larry Craig, you know. Some look like Scott Brown. Back to Lee—he's in good enough shape to be posing shirtless. And, sure, he shaved seven years off his age—who among us hasn't done that? Even in public, under the right conditions, I will say the words, "What was it like being alive for the bicentennial?" Alright, I don't know if I would buy him as 39—I've been around long enough to know better. But, really, what is the big deal? Should he have to quit his job for doing something men do every day? I'm certainly not saying that all men cheat, or are even looking to cheat. I have a friend who would qualify that by saying, "The ones cute enough to have options do." The rest ... well, everyone lives vicariously through someone.
Kelly Ripa and Mark Consuelos have just signed on to co-produce the second season of Be Good Johnny Weir! The 10-episode season will focus on Johnny's attempt to launch his own ice-skating stage show "Spectacular" (which was the name of Joan Collins' perfume in the late '80s—I think I read about it while I was in elementary school). The show will air on Logo over the summer.
Speaking of strange bedfellows, Rufus Wainwright has become a father. Viva Katherine Wainwright Cohen was born on Feb. 2 and her parents listed in the press release as mother Lorca Cohen, father Rufus Wainwright and "deputy dad" JornWeisbrodt. Congratulations—or, as they say in French, "Frère Jacques."
There have been some changes in the house of O'Donnell. Last week, Rosie expanded her family while travelling through New York, New Jersey, Quebec and Ireland to trace her mother's heritage on a particularly riveting episode of Who Do You Think You Are? Alas, she's lost a few members a bit closer to home. Rosie and her girlfriend of the past year, Tracy Kachtick-Anders, have split. Although they never lived together officially, their blended family was pretty inseparable (Rosie has four kids, while Tracy has six). Rosie's reps say, "They have lived near one another for quite some time, and their families still socialize and they see each other frequently."
I dunno how frequently they get to see each other since Rosie's got quite a bit on her plate between her daily radio show on Sirius XM and her various collaborations with Oprah Winfrey. Her first gig for the Big O is hosting a series of documentaries and follow-up shows for the OWN Documentary Film Club. But what about her return to daytime? In the fall, she'll launch The Rosie O'Donnell Show—a name that has a familiar ring. The question is, "Will it have a familiar format?" We hear that it will actually be closer in format to Oprah's successful show (which, coincidentally, wraps up prior to Rosie's debut). While reports indicate that they're clashing over who will be the executive producer, Rosie's taken to Twitter to state, "read I was feuding with o—not true." Stay tuned.
Although this column is being filed pre-Oscars, I'll go out on a limb and say that The King's Speech was a big winner. And it has a gay-porn connection. The building that housed Geoffrey Rush's office was also used by UK Naked Men for the gay porn Snookered. The property, called 33 Portland Place, is owned by a "flamboyant bachelor" who rents out the atmospheric rooms for various purposes—Amy Winehouse shot her "Rehab" video there. We'll show you some footage you didn't see on the Academy Awards at BillyMasters.com .
Could it be that two of our favorite subjects have hooked up? Sure looked like it from the next booth at the picturesque Valley Village diner 4 'N 20. (I hope they didn't order the pie.) The tousled twosome seemed to be enjoying some post-coital replenishment. I'm told that the singer (who is known to take the bottom position) was like a little puppy dog enjoying his day with the limber groomer. My spies told me, "My God—I was sure they were gonna start fucking again right there!" Ahhhh—young love. Doggie style and in a harness. As it should be.
When Rosie's family tree is starting to look like a burning bush, it's definitely time to end yet another column. What is it about these Republicans and shirtless pics? You never see Barney Frank shirtless. But do you remember 30-year-old Illinois congressman Aaron Schock? Now, I forget—did he go out of his way to state he's not gay after he was photographed shirtless with the abs of a gay porn star or when he was wearing that teal belt with white slacks? No matter—at least he's hot. And that's what we care about over at www.BillyMasters.com . If you've got a question, just drop a note to Billy@BillyMasters.com, and I promise to get back to you before someone publishes a "Hot Men of the GOP" Calendar! Until next time, remember, one man's filth is another man's bible.
