Learn from the Mistress, girls

It's hot in New York-very, very hot. Nelly song hot, but out there as well as in here. Hot in that "exposed and glistening tan abs everywhere" way. The rising mercury has clearly melted the brains of Liliana and Lauren and has thrown them into the sort of man-frenzy I live in every day. They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but I think that this is a clear sign that I have to get back to the kind of blogging I do best-fawning and slobbering over attractive men. To that end, I present to you Mr. Takeshi Kaneshiro. Who, you ask? Look at the pretty pictures for a minute and I'll tell you...



If you saw House of Flying Daggers, you've already spent a solid two hours waiting for him to take off his shirt and then had to endure the absurd, and fully clothed, denouement, but he's been gorgeous, tan, and sweaty looking in that "Hong Kong gets really sticky" sort of way in two Wong Kar Wai films, making references to pineapple and pining beautifully in both. Personally, he's a complete enigma, but we do know that he speaks five languages, has appeared in movies produced in several different countries, and, like a true Asian film star, also has a successful singing career. Time Asia even calls him "the Asian film industry's Johnny Depp." Maybe they should do a movie together...