The best hotness is the kind that takes you by surprise. Sure - he's cute in that college backpack kinda way but - at least for me on tv - not in that rip your panties passion. Until you see him in person.
In person, cute becomes quiver. In person there's a quiet confidence that gets real sexy real fast. Especially since he is still a regular dude. No entourage, no handlers... Just John and his dad.
We saw him at the Ryan Seacrest tailgate party yesterday promoting Leatherheads with George Clooney who was in the building but managed to stay hidden.
When I first saw him, John was wearing a Pats cap, a fitted dark long sleeved tee and Sevens. Sevens that hung off his hips exactly the way they’re supposed to.
Yes... John Krasinski can wear the hell out of a pair of pants. Tight button super perky ass and cheesy slip on Keds that aren't so cheesy when you consider he probably just doesn't care.
And that sums it up. John is not pretty. His nose is probably a little more bulbous than it should be and he doesn't have the best hair but there's a super chill vibe about the way he walks - a gait that implies he'd know what to do with you when no one's around and large soft looking hands and clean fingernails and when he stopped to take photos he would easily slip his arm around your waist, resting it just above the hip...it all makes for a fresh laundry scented fantasy. Or on a rug in front of the fireplace after a night of dvds and cheetos, but only the crunchy kind. The foamy kind sucks.
After 60 seconds, Michelle and I were smitten. Michelle doesn't have a Freebie 5 and she's now considering creating one just for John.
We watched as the came off Seacrest's stage and headed back towards the lounge where a tall distinguished looking man, presumably his dad, was waiting. He took his hat off and gave it to someone and showed off some awful hat head.
Of course he didn't care. Rare a man who doesn't care about his hair. Even my husband cares about his hair. And he is the most style un-friendly, fashion backwards dude you can find.
But John Krasinski didn’t care about his hair. Love, love, love.-- SOURCE
In September 2006 Jason Mraz came home to San Diego after three years of extensively touring the world in support of his first two major-label records. When he got home, he discovered that his music and identity were confused. "On that tour I lost all sense of who I was." He had released two major hit records and survived the 2004 merger between Atlantic Records and Elektra, his original alma mater. "I had a collapse, a breakdown – done with the band, done with the album [2005's Mr. A-Z]. [We decided] to set an end date." Feeling pressure to keep up his creative pace as he struggled to make sense of the new world in which he found himself, Jason Mraz came home to San Diego to heal and reflect. After a year of living a normal life again, reconnecting with good friends and everyday pleasures, such as raising his cat Holmes, Mraz is poised to release his third full-length album We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things in spring 2008. He seems ready to start all over again. "This time feels like the first time again." -- SOURCE
i love him the most always always always.