Oh Charlie Hunnam...please find a less violent show soon so we can be together.
This last week, however, I'm experiencing a surge of hormones that has me looking at my husband like a big cartoon ham. He's been growing his beard out too.
In short, I'm a little boy crazy. This post is dedicated to all the men making me swoon. In the event my juicy ham is reading this, don't be jealous, sweetie. . . I assure you this is going to work out in your favor.
George. Long-haired hippies, please apply.
Colin Kaepernick. Tattooed pipes. Go niners.
Boys who rock buns. Hawt.
Tattoo'd super dads. Mmmhmm.
Ragnar Lothbrok...you and your savage ways. Quit looking at me like that. (And bring your brother).
Johnny. Always and forever.
Fifty is my new age ceiling. Happy Birthday, Brad.
Adorable nerds. Yep.
Jack and Sawyer. Oh Kate, boohoo, poor you.
Oh Donny...so damaged. Just this once.
Okay maybe one more time.
PS. All image sources except the ham can be found here.