Me and my man-crushes

Me and my man-crushes

Even as a hot-blooded lez, I’m happy to admit I have the occasional man-crush.

It might be based on a guy’s good looks, talents or even muscle-envy (I am a boxer after all), but there’s no denying some blokes are hot, despite the fact they have ‘boy germs’.

Here’s my top 10.

#10 is singer/ multi-instrumentalist Patrick Wolf — a beautifully glam hipster gay boy who melts my heart with romantic techno-pop.

If Patrick gave me cred, I’m about to lose it. #9 is the all-singing, all-dancing, all-tweeny-bopping Zac Efron. It’s the face! So purdy. Like Bieber, he could totes pass as a lesbian.

#8 is my childhood sweetheart, Macaulay Culkin. We met on Home Alone and reunited in our early 20s on the slightly less G-rated Party Monster. Mac and I have walked the bumpy road of life together.

I don’t like my men too perfect, which explains #7, Tim Rogers — the rock’n’roll swagger, the heart-on-sleeve lyrics, the rough head. I’d always pick the bitzer rescue dog over the fluffy purebred. I think this is the same.

#6 – Callan Mulvey. Best known as Mark Moran on Underbelly but he’ll always be Drazic to me.

Coming in at #5 is the sexy Amos Mac, co-creator of Brooklyn based FTM sexuality and culture zine Original Plumbing. The quiff. The stache. Swoon.

From T-boys to V-boys, #4 is Eric from True Blood. Great bod, great fangs. I’d let Alexander Skarsgård bite me but oh boy — I’d bite back.

#3 is my geek-crush — host and producer of radio and TV show This American Life, Ira Glass. Not sure if I want to ‘do’ him or ‘be’ him, but he’s redefined journalism for a generation that’s given up on the news.

Now back to the hotties. #2 – Gael Garcia Bernal. Enough said.

Which brings me to numero uno – Mr Jake Gyllenhaal. From the weirdness of Donnie Darko to the universal romance of Brokeback Mountain, this handsome cowboy floats my queer boat.

So that’s my list of hypothetical boyfriends. Would I ever ‘go there’? Let’s save that discussion for next week.

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