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Why I Love New York: Male Supermodel Edition
Pardon me while I swing into anecdote territory for a second here ... but I promise it's worth it. Living in NYC can be tough. The rents are ridiculous, the subways smell like feces, and there aren't any SuperTargets (and trust me, after ten years it's the last one that really starts to get your goat). But I've always said that the city, like any passive-aggressive lover, does have the good sense to give you a "hug" every now and then. You know, not enough to actually improve your quality of life, but just enough to keep you from walking out the door. My first "hug" came in December, 1997. I had just moved here, had two friends, and was questioning why I had moved here about 3475 times a day. On a whim, I went to the movies one night to see Afterglow (starring Julie Christie and Johnny Lee Miller) by myself on the Upper West Side. I enjoyed the movie (Christie was fantastic) and was in a kind of warm, misty-eyed mood when I walked out of the theater ... to find that during the film, it had snowed. It was my first New York snowfall, and it was gorgeous. Untouched, white, and sparkling, it was as though I was the first person to see it, that the city had given me that moment as a gift for putting up with a chronically depressed roommate and the fact that I couldn't for the life of me open a bank account. I took it, and I still carry it with me. So yesterday afternoon I wrapped up my bloggy duties a titch early in order to catch an IMAX screening of The Dark Knight (more on that later ... right now this is more important!), again on the Upper West Side. My eyes were tired from squinting at pictures of Cheyenne Jackson all day so as I sat on the L train into Manhattan I closed my eyes for a few minutes, resting them before the 2 1/2 hour movie. And when I opened them again right before 3rd Avenue, I could not believe who was sitting directly across from me: Josh. Wald. As in, Josh "the man that I picked as my #1 choice for the 2008 AfterElton.com Hot 100" Wald. The skateboarder-turned-supermodel who walks the runway for the biggest designers. That Josh Wald. He was sitting directly across from me in shorts and a t-shirt, furiously texting. I thought I had died and gone to gay heaven... Okay, I joke now and then about how gaga I am for the Hotprechaun on As the World Turns and such ... but honestly, that's mostly because I'm bored out of my gourd watching the show half the time and a flash of toned skin is like a mirage in the desert. But Josh Wald? Now he could make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window. And yes, I do take my job seriously and if he were a celebrity of legitimate gay interest (beyond those abs ... and those eyes ... and that mouth ... blarghhghghg) I of course would have done my job and spoken to him professionally. But aside from "I picked you as the hottest guy in the universe, isn't that CRAZY?" I really had very little to break the ice. So what's a guy to do? Believe it or not, I kept my cool. I kept repeating to myself, "Don't stare. Don't stare." As though he weren't used to it ... heck, it's his job to get stared at. But I didn't want to leer. I played hard-to-get. I stared at the subway map to the left of him as though I'd never seen one before. ("Oh ... so that's where The Bronx is!") And really, my stop was coming up, so I only had a few seconds to keep it together. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw his head turn. And when I stole a glance, I swear to God ... he made eye contact with me. In other words: I totally had cheer-sex with Josh Wald. But it only lasted a second, as I immediately turned my head and looked at a baby as though I'd never seen one before. ("My word! It's just like a tiny person!") And then I got off the train. Okay, did I really have cheer-sex with the hottest male model on the planet? No. Like I said, this guy is a model. It's his livelihood to be looked at, and he probably isn't afraid to look back. But beyond being pretty on the runway and on paper, he's legitimately good at his job. Because models are there to make us normal people feel like we have an inroad to the world of the beautiful. Their inviting gazes and come-hither postures are designed to entice us, to make us believe that they want us there with them on their couches and in their impossibly well-appointed apartments ... as long as we're wearing the right underwear, fragrance, and Hugo Boss suit. And for that one second on a crowded subway at the end of an otherwise not terribly good day, I was momentarily, magically transformed into a butterfly-tummied 12-year-old girl when I thought that a male supermodel noticed that I was alive. I may not have gotten a hug from Josh, but this is as close as you come to getting one from the fickle mistress that is New York. Thanks, hon. I needed it. Submitted by on Wed, 2008-07-16 10:19. |
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I absolove me some Josh Wald and if cheer-sex is the best you can get, then I'm all for it. Seriously he makes me go all kookoo for cocoa puffs. Jealous much? Yes.
As for your NYC story, I have a snowy NYC moment that is similar in that it took the city away and became something surreal and out of a movie and is one of my favorite moments ever in my entire life but I'm not really going to get into it because it's boring.
well, la-di-da...
I'll have you know that i was at Rite-Aid the other day buying corn pads, and saw that guy...who played..that guy...on that one show, and when i asked if he was that guy, he said "no".
but i know it was him
This week on SNICKS 80'S HOT 100, the free internet radio station, it's the BILLBOARD HOT 100 for July 2nd -8th, 1983!Thank goodness! Finally a man with some chest hair.
Lucky you.
Porn Star Edition
Josh Wald is one sexy MF - as Prince plays in the background
But back to the object of your (and my new) obsession. What a hot man. Sweet looking with a bad boy edge that make me want to marry/____ him and live an innocent/lusty life 4ever. I can deconstruct almost any image and find something to stop making me feel like a school girl lusting after the Jonas Brothers, but with this righteous dude, I don't want to. How come I have never seen him before. Even though I live in DC, which has a very low popular culture index, I used to be the go to person for any name under the sun in a pre-Internet world. Now my talents are almost are useless as an appendix, but thank God for your New York Story. Josh Wald will be in my list next year and I am declaring my eternal love for him (and his chest) here.
Side-bar: HBO has been airing fresh documentaries every Monday night and last week they aired one of a painter who served as the muse for the Nick Nolte character in the movie New York Stories. Stay away from this depressing slice of life as it gives NYC, art, and documentaries a bad name. Most of the docs. have been great, but this sucked the life out of me and it was barely over 1 hour.
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Geo blocked
OK, time for the I'm totally out of it question of the day....
Cheer-sex ?
Sorry for asking but your link is geolocked and not viewable in Canada.
Great story, lucky guy!
cheer sex
Yeah, I wondered that too, Campion, so I looked it up. Urban dictionary says:
So, to translate that to guy/guy....must use imagination.
I say we take the warning labels off everything and let nature take it's course.
Well...
Not even for Josh?
Mmmm, Josh Wald...
I loved this story! My only gripe is you didn't use the best pic (warning: you probably don't want this up on your screen when your boss comes looking over your shoulder).
What? I like that one because it shows off his...um, tattoo better.
THIS is what a sexy man looks like!
HOT DAMN! Josh Wald is smokin' hot!
You're so lucky for being in his presence, Brian. I probably would have totally melted in the presence of such an incredibly hot man. :)
It does show that leg tattoo better. I want a skateboard now
I am going to watch the clip to become better at this "look dance" as I almost always look away if any guy looks my way (God forbid that my look back may expose me) or stare them down in a way that I've been told gives a back off or I'll kill you vibe. When it comes to women and kids, it's another story as it flows seamlessly.
Your full story is much better than any I f*cked Ben Affleck video as I just re-read it and noticed that it had just happened. My initial take was that it shortly followed the Julie Christie/snow treats. Now I can better frame it as this is the smelliest time in NYC and the subway.... Speaking of the experience, did you look long enough to share what Mr. Wald may have been wearing. (The poster drools thinking about the hot day possibilities)
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I want to BE his skateboard
And I totally won't get into any "riding me" imagery. I'll keep it clean.
I'll comment about the cheer-sex after lunch.
I do remember...
I need a cold shower - Plain T-shirt, shorts and navy canvas!!!!
I am going to be hated by some of my friends as I never want to be that guy that one used to get daily unfunny jokes from everyday, but in the past few days I've sent more than my share of links back here. You may be responsible for increasing Josh's profile so that people will be saying Cheyenne who?
I am in such love and just caught the bit from Bring It On. I've seen the movie a bunch of times but since I am horrible with remembering dialogue, I did not appreciate the beauty of cheer sex.
Thanks for the description of the attire as it's beyond sexy. Since I can't have Josh at the moment, I'll go watch a classic Charlie's Angels in which Farrah's Jill Munro (what's up wit that spelling) has an extended skateboarding scene which must have been choreographed by Lola Falana/ Denny Terio (sp?) is it jumps of the screen :-)
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"It only takes a moment ..."
(Okay, altogether now, Show Tune Queens!)
I'm with Guillermo on this issue, Brian: Josh totally had cheer-sex with you. Here's my take on the incident: You had one moment of eye contact with each other, and, because of who he is and who you are, your mind sent the message "God, I'd love to f*ck you" through your eyes. Nothing untoward on your part, it's just that the mind works so fast in instances like that, that the message goes through one's window to the, um, soul (your eyes, I mean) on practically a subconscious level.
As for the cheer-sex from Josh's end, I see it like this: He's a professional, paid to make people fall in love with him (and therefore whatever product he's wearing, holding, spritzing, or drinking) to entice you to buy what he's selling. So he's used to putting the "God, I want to f*ck you" message out there; that's probably his default expression. (See photos in blog above.) As Guillermo pointed out, he might have avoided eye contact, but he didn't. (Why would he, with an adorable young man like yourself sitting across from him?) He chose to send out that message.
So, yes, Brian Juergens, you totally had cheer-sex with Josh Wald! The only thing I would have done differently would have been to pretend that I had to go farther than my intended stop so I could find out what stop Josh left the train. And I might have stalked him just the teensiest bit, either then or later. The Dark Knight would have had to wait. But that's just the kind of guy I am.