Hmmm. I swore I wouldn’t blog about sexy men again. Well ok, maybe I didn’t swear it exactly…but the original intention of my blog was supposed to be about my family and the things we get up to. A simple, no-fuss account of our lives, told occasionally in a humorous way, if I’m feeling up to it.
After writing this post last week, the comment love I received was pretty amazing. It’s clear to me that we all have one thing in common…a secret passion, if you will.
Man perving. And we’re extremely fussy and particular: we may um & ah about the type of chocolate we choose at the supermarket, but there’s clearly no indecisiveness when it comes to our eye candy.
This morning when having a quick read of the Herald Sun online, I somehow clicked through to New Idea. Oh yes, shame on me – but I felt like reading something trashy. And there waiting for me in the “Latest News” (News?) section, was the title: “Colin Firth voted Britian’s best-looking man”.
So naturally, I had to click on that, didn’t I?
The result was from a poll conducted recently across the UK. The spokesperson was quoted as explaining Mr Darcy’s Colin Firth’s win. “..it’s unlikely that many men will be able to recreate the magical moment when Mr Darcy came out of the lake, dripping wet – yet positively perfect and sexy – making all the women watching take a very deep breath.”
If you’d like to take the opportunity to relive that moment for yourself, click here.
Kids, my little treasures…tomorrow I swear Mummy’s back to writing all about you.