Holy hotness, Batman. My favorite boys of summer are back and they’re better than ever. Of course, I am talking about the U.S. Men’s Olympic Swim Team. Phelps, Lochte, Peirsol. It seems like there is no end to the flowing stream of sheer gorgeousness that happily graces my television, newspaper, and computer each day.
I adored this cadre of cuteness during the 2004 Summer Games and was thrilled to realize that the 2008 Beijing Olympics would bring with it at least one very, very good thing: swimmers in speedos.
I’ve been watching the swimming competition intently these past two days, which has left my ex flabbergasted. “I thought you weren’t interested in the Olympics,” he said. “And I never realized you liked swimming so much!”
Really, with the fine exhibits below, how can you not be interested? I wish technology made it possible to reach through the screen and actually touch what you were looking at.