I will have visible abdominal muscles by my birthday, June 19. I don’t need the full Ryan Reynolds, above; I will settle for, say, Eddie Cibrian here. (Also, I’m not sure if this shot of Jason Statham makes me relieved, or sad.)
- To keep me on track: If I don’t, on June 20 I will post a photo of my Shame Stomach here on the blog, and give $50 each to Westboro Baptist Church — best known for picketing funerals and “God Hates Fags” — and the National Organization for Marriage. [Update: The church doesn’t take donations. Instead, all $100 will go to NOM.]
There. It’s official.
|WHAT SAM WORE: 1-20-11
|The shirt: Lightweight-cotton hoodie from Lucky Brand, a gift from Big Booty Judy.|
|The pants: “Hipster” cut (oh, how I hate that word) boot-cut khakis from Gap.|
|The shoes: Jack Purcell sneakers by John Varvatos for Converse, from Nordstrom Rack.|