In Medias Res: I Loh Heem: Chris Evans

Because this blog, like my bedroom, should sometimes resemble the locker of a 14-year-old girl, please allow me to present the first in an ongoing series wherein we expose, explore and celebrate the men I dig from afar.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Chris Evans.

Those lips. Those eyes. That acting technique which seems entirely stolen from that Buffy guy who stole his acting technique entirely from Matthew Perry. Those mysterious and deep-down-probably-already-regretted tattoos. I long to don an old pair of long-johns and spar a few rounds with this one while we sweatily, perhaps even tearily discuss the state of our nation. "537 votes, for real, Chris? Fuck!"

You: Don't even think about it, Dave.
Me: Never do.

His name is Chris Evans, and I loh heem.