In honor of the GOP National Convention in Tampa, we here at EDGE do our part by saluting the party’s hotties. No, we don’t agree with their politics (excepting #8, Clint Eastwood). But we’re not talking about politics here. We’re talking about something much deeper and more important: superficial beauty.
In the immortal words of Lenny, a character in Mart Crowley’s classic play about gay dysfunction "The Boys in the Band," beauty may be "only skin deep. It’s transitory, too. It’s terribly transitory. Oh yes. It’s too bad about this poor boy’s face. It’s tragic. He’s absolutely cursed. How could his beauty ever compare with my soul? And although I’ve never seen my soul, I understand from my mother’s Rabbi that it’s a knock-out. I, however, cannot seem to locate it for a gander. And if I could, I’d sell it in a flash, for some skin-deep, transitory, meaningless beauty."
And besides, hate sex is the best sex. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it!
Rather than dodging his pin-up past, this former Cosmo centerfold embraced his soft-core history during his first run to replace Ted Kennedy. The freshman senator from Massachusetts need not have worried: he’s only gotten handsomer in the ensuing decades. Oh, daddy, I’ve been a bad liberal boy and need a good spanking!
Now that he’s become his party’s vice-presidential candidate, we all know this Wisconsin House rep with a heart of stone has a bod to match, thanks to his daily P90X routine.