After some time off with moving, work and lately rehearsals, I’ve finally got plans for another photoshoot at the end of the month. I’ve shot Jonathan twice before, when he was ripped down for his first bodybuilding competition and now he’s 4 weeks out from another competition nearly two years later. He’s put on a massive amount of size and is keen to record his achievements once more. This upcoming shoot will be in a studio. We are going to get him the kind of typical beefcake shots that he wants and hopefully crank up the artistic factor for some for my portfolio. It’s exciting. I haven’t done a studio shoot for nearly two years and it’s a little daunting but in a great way.
The next few nights for me are going to be busy, long and tiring, so tonight I’m having a very quiet night in and before bed, I’m going to have a nice long hot shower. I’ve said before on this blog that water relaxes me, the sight of it, the sound of it and definitely the feel of it. So as my last night to myself before tomorrow’s full dress rehearsal, then Friday, Saturday and Sunday’s shows, I’m going to pamper myself a bit and get some good rest.
A couple of weeks ago I ended up at a trial run of a corporate team building event with a mate of mine. Victors Foods does corporate team building days and cooking class parties and I have to say we had a blast. I didn’t know any of the other guys but by the end of the night we were all laughing and eating a gorgeous banquet of a meal that we’d all cooked under the tolerant, professional guidance of Victor and David.
They run groups numbering into the hundreds and down to groups the size of ours at 10 or so. The small groups are held in a nice penthouse apartment but groups can be run anywhere with power and space really. They even teach you how to use those bloody sharp big arse knives with relative confidence. I’m dying to have an opportunity to crack out the lamb recipe again.
Next Wednesday see me officially hit my late 30’s, technically. I’ll be 36 which I’m still going to call my mid 30’s. I don’t have a problem with this birthday which is nice, given that I’m settling into a new living arrangement really well and things are looking good in general. One thing I’ve noticed over the past few years is a habit I’ve developed of saying I’m the age I’m about to turn, a month or two before I get there. Why the hell am I aging myself prematurely?
Talking about holidays with friends and the kind of places we each like to travel it became clear that each of us have some very different ideas about holidays. Some people like adventure, some relaxation, some rugged, some adrenaline. I know for me, it varies depending on how much I’ve been working, how stressed I am or how long it’s been since I’ve been out of the city.
My recent Kakadu trip was dusty, dirty, sweaty and rugged (although we had showers and toilets every night) and exactly what I wanted at the time. Right now, I’d opt for a resort where I could sit and do bugger all for days in the sunshine. I had a holiday like that at Turtle Cove a few years ago and spent a lot of time naked on the beach. Bliss. So, in an effort to further get to know my readers… where do you holiday?
I’ve seen photos of Chad White taken by a bunch of different photographers like Karl Largerfeld, Francois Rousseau and many others, mostly not wearing much at all and it just never gets boring. These shots are by a guy called Daniel Dottavio. And still, not boring. A good mate of mine was at a film premiere a couple of months ago and was texting me excitedly saying Chad was there but he was too shy to get a photo. Having been at an event with him before surrounded by hot guys I know he’s prone to impulsive and accidental squeals of excitement that are otherwise out of character. So I’m presuming Chad was fully aware of his presence.
I thought the self portrait challenge might have died a fast and early death until this afternoon when I got these photos from Eddie in San Francisco. Eddie grew up in France before living in LA and now San Fran. Eddie obviously sees himself enjoying sunshine on a beach with his inhibitions left somewhere else for a while.
If you are toying with the idea of a self portrait, do it. You don’t even have to be recognisable, it doesn’t have to be photographic, or nude, just a self portrait. I’m thinking of ideas for myself. I haven’t done any self portrait shots in a while.
Yesterday was aa strange day for me. First up? There’s a new cafe in my apartment complex, yay. Now I only have to go 100m for a coffee. Then there was ups and downs at aerials but more literally. I managed to do the trick a couple of times that I’ve put in my routine but had only done once. Then I was having a great night out with my flatmate and his friends when my wallet went missing. As soon as I noticed it was gone I cancelled my credit card which was at most half an hour from when I lost it. The gang I was with were really good and made sure I was all good for drinks and cash.
Let’s see what adventures today brings. It certainly won’t be buying the outdoor furniture I wanted to get, not until I get a replacement card anyway.
So after my post last week about how to approach the nudity around the house I had a big chat with my flatmate. Essentially it boils down to the fact that he’s only ever done beach nudity and nudity with a partner around the house, never really social nudity and he’s not comfortable with it, even though he thought he would be. One of the contributing factors was that he and I fooled around a couple of times before we decided to share a place together and he was under the impression that I was hoping that would continue as flatmates.
I’ve now set the record straight and said that yes, there was hookups and he’s attractive but neither of us wants to do that again and it’s much better to be flatmates and not flatmates-with-benefits. He did say he’d be ok with going to the nude beach with me and I said that in addition to that, if it’s nice and I’m sunbathing on our roof terrace then I would prefer to be nude so I don’t get tan lines. I also said that if I get out of bed to get a drink, I’m probably not going to get dressed but won’t sit around the house nude. I have no intention of making either of us feel uncomfortable for the sake of being nude. it’s not hard to put a pair of undies or shorts on.
Who knows, now that we’ve cleared up the concerns over sex, and once we get a couple of nude beach visits out of the way, perhaps he’ll start feeling more comfortable. It’s a shame that it’s turned out like this, as the nude friendliness was a contributing factor in deciding to share with him. He’s becoming a good friend and fingers crossed he’ll get to a point where he’s no longer worried or concerned.
I found this video yesterday of Burning Man that uses time lapse photography. It’s beautiful to watch. I’m still waiting to hear back from the Scenic Boys about their time this year at Burning Man. If any readers went, I’d love to hear your stories!
When gay actors and politicians and other public figures come out and vocally stand up for equality and rights it’s a great thing, and we certainly need more of it to raise our profile and prove that we really are your “everyman” and not just the street parades, drugs, parties and leather pants missing the arse out of them. But what we really need are more people like Brendon Ayanbadejo.
Brendon plays NFL in the U.S. and is straight. In my understanding, the NFL is about as blokey and homophobic as most football codes with only a handfull of players coming out after retirement when the prospect of losing multi million dollar endorsements is gone. So for a player to come out and very publicly support gay marriage equality is so important for our cause. We need more people who don’t stand to gain anything from supporting us to prove that it’s a basic human right for gay men and women to be treated as equals.
Brendon recently said on the topic “We will look back in 10, 20, 30 years and be amazed that gays and lesbians did not have the same rights as everyone else…If Britney Spears can party it up in Vegas with one of her boys and go get married on a whim and annul her marriage the next day, why can’t a loving same-sex couple tie the knot? How could our society grant more rights to a heterosexual one-night-stand wedding in Vegas than a gay couple that has been together for three, five, 10 years of true love? The divorce rate in America is currently 50 percent. I am willing to bet that same-sex marriages have a higher success rate than heterosexual marriages.”
So simply but effectively put. Thanks to you Brendon! We need more public figures like you.
Trevor Donovan isn’t a name I’d come across, not being a fan of the new version of 90210. The original was cool when I was young and stupid and it should have been left there. That is until I saw these shots. This guy is 30 and is just freaking sexy. Of course, I don’t shop at Armani Exchange for budgetary reasons, and also, who the hell wants to shop in a store when there’s guys like that in there making everything you try on look like a pile of crap because it’s not on him?
He’s so All-American clean cut it almost hurts and without doing a scrap of research I’d almost bet money on him having modelled for Abercrombie?
This year is going so fast it’s ridiculous. Here we are in late September, enjoying beautiful weather here in Sydney when it gets even better. How could it not get better when more than a dozen hot naked men from the Dieux Du Stade 10th Anniversary calendar for 2010 turn up on your screen? I can even happily inform you that in the shots posted here we even have two full frontal shots. I’ve never owned the calendar before but I just might have to invest this year!
Since moving in with my new flatmate he’s not been nude around the house, and as a result I haven’t either. We hung out nude before moving in together and it was all good and part of the appeal of sharing but A has said he isn’t sure why but for some reason he’s not as comfortable as he thought.
I’m not quite sure how to handle it. He’s said he’s fine if I walk around naked but I don’t want to make things uncomfortable. I’m sure it would be ok if I did, but your home environment is one you don’t want to make uncomfortable. Thankfully, the living arrangement is going really well, we get on really well and chat easily so I think, if I chat to him about it openly we’ll sort it out, but it hasn’t been the nudist utopia I was envisaging. Another factor may be that it’s only been warm enough for the last couple of weeks. I’m trying to work up the courage to just start being nude around the house from time to time and plant the seed.
Do you like pretty boys or do you like em hot? I’ll often say someone is pretty in a joking kinda way, still definitely meaning it as a compliment, but if someone really pops my cookies then I’m probably going to say hot.
Pretty, to me, implies that someone may be classically beautiful with beautiful skin, beautiful eyes and full lips etc. like perhaps the Bel Ami boys or Zack Efron. Do I necessarily find them hot? No. People like Simon Baker, or the Modelicious Adam McEvilly that I posted the other day, I find HOT. Pretty makes me stare, Hot makes me stare but not be able to stand up without embarrassment. Sometimes people fall into both categories. There are those guys that have a delicate edge to their masculinity or a rough edge to their cherubic beauty. Sometimes these guys bring me undone more. Do you throw them around in the bedroom, sit and stare at them, take their photo or do it all at once?
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