The Most Beautiful Man in the World
Far be it from me to turn my nose up at a magazine called The Most Beautiful Man in the World! Issue 3 has just come out and it makes for a delicious, um, ‘read’.
Before I have any male Muddy readers complaining of sexism and objectification, I’d like it to be known that I was contacted by the magazine to see if I’d be interested in reviewing the material, and only my dedication to the purity of the journalistic craft persuaded me I should say ‘whoo-hoo, send me everything you’ve got!’
Like most of the magazines that focus explicitly on male beauty, there is a highly honed gay slant to this publication, lots of muscles popping and pouting and, *sigh* , you know, brilliant things like that.
As far as I can tell, the editor of this fine publication scouts the world for hot men, gets them to pose in designer clobber, prints it on high quality newspaper and there you have it, one perfect publication. Now why didn’t I think of that idea?