a perennial member of my Top Ten List

Back in March, I promised a posting of my Top Ten List. (Given the recent dearth of posts on this clog, I should consider stretching that list out to ten posts.)

The list has been a fluid thing over the years, but Paul Rudd has been there since I first saw him (along with just about everyone else) in 1995's Clueless. In the spring of 1998, I had to log a weekend of retail therapy to get over seeing Rudd in The Object of My Affection. (He completely destroyed me in that film.) And unlike Rachel Weisz's character in The Shape of Things (2003), I thought Paul Rudd's character was perfect and not in need of a makeover.

So, thanks to Peter's surfing, I bring you the intelligent sensuality of Paul Rudd:






(Lookit the boxers on the floor! I'm done!)

Comments

Anonymous said…
I just love life.
October 13, 2006 9:37 am
Miss Thistle said…
I had it bad for that guy for years after Clueless. So effing adorable.
October 13, 2006 10:06 am
Anonymous said…
OMG....he is undeniably HOT!
October 13, 2006 11:00 am
Pablo said…
I had it bad for this guy, too!
October 13, 2006 11:43 am
Timmy said…
HAWT! Glad you could join us Mme!
October 13, 2006 12:09 pm
The Persian said…
That is so freeking hawt!! :)

Have a decent weekend!
October 13, 2006 12:09 pm
Butchie said…
Oh my goodness! He's just dreamy!
October 13, 2006 12:59 pm
Pablo said…
I just came back to look at the picture, again.
October 13, 2006 2:30 pm
Shora said…
LMAO at Butchie.

And thank you Mloyd. Mmmmm, nice way to start my weekend.

Perhaps a "Top 10 List" meme...? (Hello Sawyer)
October 13, 2006 4:21 pm
S said…
The photographer (conviniently) placed the sheet on top of his - flabby - stomach.
October 13, 2006 9:02 pm
Anonymous said…
Flab shmab... there's no fat there.

He should be shot.
October 14, 2006 5:11 am
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