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Winner


I don't always agree with People magazine. Which is probably a good thing, since the rag's hardly a bastion of journalistic excellence.

But they got one thing right this year.

George Clooney is the 2006 Sexiest Man Alive.

Without a doubt. Hands down. Bravo. Yeah, baby. And it's the second time he's earned this title. And I do mean EARNED.

Whether it's the way his eyes crinkle at the corners when he smiles, or the strong set of his jaw, or the "run-your-fingers-through-it" beckoning of his salt-and-pepper hair...

George is just plain yummy.

Too bad he's probably a womanizing, two-timing, unable-to-commit, substance-abusing pig. Can't have it all, I guess.

Comments

Brianne said…
*plugging ears and going "la la la"* I refuse to believe that George is a druggie or a pig or a two-timer. I do believe he's a womanizer, but such a suave, charming one that somehow it's alright. He is v. yummy.... I know you can't believe everything you read or everything that people say but from what I've read, people who know him (including Julia Roberts whom I totally admire and believe) say he's just this wonderful person. He would be a fascinating person to meet.

But yes - Bravo, People, for your number one choice.

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