We All Live in a Yellow Submarine

Useless trivia for the day: while the Fab Four provided their own singing voices, the speaking voices of the animated characters of Paul, John, Ringo and George in the 1966 Beatles film Yellow Submarine were actually done by entirely different actors (the one playing George was arrested midway through recording sessions for deserting the British army, so George is actually played by three different people in the film). Who knew?

In case you missed the story behind this week’s World of Color theme.

Orange Colored Guy

As I said yesterday, since I’m a huge Disney geek, in honor of the upcoming new water and light show Disney’s World of Color at Disney’s California Adventure park Adonis Complex celebrates the wonderful world of color this week. Yesterday the rainbow started with some red hotties, so that means…

What, you think a rare color like orange is gonna stop me? Psh. Think again.

Red Rover Red Rover

Since I’m a huge Disney geek, and because I’ve been seeing some of the first indications that the new water and light show Disney’s World of Color is actually going to materialize – and soon! – at Disney’s California Adventure park in (March, we’re told!), I thought I’d celebrate the wonderful world of color this week on Adonis Complex. Here’s a little carmine for Sunday.

Atomic Number 86

You may recall a few weeks back when I gushed about just how highly I thought of blond fitness model James Ellis (at the time serving his stint as the Beverly Center’s “Hunky Santa”), and you may also know or have gathered that I know of few models enough to remember their names, much less purposefully amass any sort of sizeable collection of their work with enough examples to fill a post by themselves (considering at Adonis Complex you always get four or five samples per post!). Well, this chap, Michael Radon, is another of the rare exceptions, and also one of the few non-blondes to capture my sensitivities thus (I have nothing against dark- or ginger-haired men, being one myself; blonde hair, however, has been my aesthetic Achilles heel as long as I can remember, along with pectoral muscles and eyeglasses. Yes, I’m serious). He’s quite versatile, and I’ve only happened upon one shoot in which he was styled in a way I found less than fully appealing – and really it was just that his hair was too long and oddly spiked for my taste.

More on Michael Radon.

Twelve points to whomever gets the post title.

MLK Mondays

I don’t know what you use yours for, but my bed has a very special purpose: sleep! And since today I have the day off, I got to sleep in. Late. Here are some more guys enjoying their beds the way I do. Because really, what else would you use it for?

Want You In My Rear Window Baby

You On Candid Camera Now

Ten points to whomever gets the reference in the title (and I don’t mean “Candid Camera”)…comment if you think you have it!

Ain’t Nothin’ Like the Great Outdoors

They Travel In Packs of Two or Three

If one is the loneliest number, and it takes two baby, and three’s company, then I think today’s post ought to pass muster. Although I have a sneaking suspicion that the brothers/twins/triplets thing is probably a lot hotter for those who didn’t have to grow up with a crapload of siblings like I did…what do you think?

That said, these three bonny laddies do make for a pretty decent desktop background, and not just because photographs with three subjects tend to fit the ideal shape and size required. In case you were wondering, the deja-vu-inspiring threesome above is actually a trio of identical triplets of the surname Karshner, who somewhere along the line recognized that they had been blessed with incredibly decent features and someone was smart enough to surmise that there might perhaps be an unfilled niche in the modeling world. Similarly, the hunky blonde boys in the first photo of this post are the well-known fashion models Kyle and Lane Carlson (aka the Carlson Twins), who even have their own Wikipedia page.

Oh, and fifteen points to whomever gets the reference in the post title.

Dashing in Denim