Rewatching The Greatest on DVD today reminded me what a lovely fellow Pierce Brosnan is.
I’m not someone who gets starstruck, but once I saw Pierce Brosnan on the streets of Manhattan, and I actually, literally went weak in the knees. I had never experienced that sensation before — or, sadly, since: he’s simply that supernaturally beautiful.
I love, too, how he’s pulled off the Cary Grant thing: he’s a boy from the wrong side of the tracks who’s fooled the world into thinking he’s some sort of aristocrat.
I’m posting pictures like these every weekday, of a man who is attractive and desirable, because I like to look, dammit — and because the female gaze doesn’t have to be such serious business.
(If you have a suggestion for someone we should female-gaze at, feel free to email me with a name or a link to a particular photo.)