The British Invasion Part II

Made in England? Sold!!!!

That seems to be our motto in the States nowadays. Are the British getting hotter or are Americans just not cutting it? Don’t get me wrong, we do have our pieces of candy in our Home Store. However, lately we are noticing more and more, a rise in European (and Australian) bred Gods.

When you look at the assortment of English Muffins in the Marketplace, and by muffins we mean your Henry Cavills, David Gandy and Theo James, just to name a few of the delicacies. A pattern emerges that which seems to point out the fact that every leading man casted in Hollywood these days whether it be for a major motion picture, new TV show or an add for high end brands, comes from somewhere in Europe or Down Under, I mean let’s not forget our adorably delicious Hemsworth brothers and the brooding Hugh Jackman off course. Did we mention Irish hottie Jamie Dornan leading man in the Fifty Shades of Grey? movie adaptation. (Swoon!) and the yummylicious Prince of Darkness Luke Evans…hold on I gotta fan myself here.

Does this mean that Hollywood has a soft spot for tall, blue eyed man, with a twelve pack for abs? Hmmm… We clearly don’t have the answer to that, but we think it’s safe to say that if you want a career in the big screen, ya better pick up an accent and a Bowflex on your way there.

Hey! Not that we mind. This is a trend that we definitely support.

Have your fill courtesy of The Breakfast Blog.

Happy Readings.

Schedar G. and Maybelis L.

David Gandy…My Gabriel


There are many reasons why we are besties. We have an undying love for reading. We can read each other’s mind, finish each other’s sentence, know what we’re drawing when playing Pictionary even if we have only done a line so far (it happened once and we got accused of cheating, I swear we didn’t), but the best way to define your true best friend is when you talk about your boyfriend (even though you’re single) and she knows exactly who I’m talking about.

I’ve been single for a while now, but I have had a few (imaginary) boyfriends in the meantime.

My latest future husband is none other than David Gandy. I believe that he is the reincarnation of Michelangelo’s David- get it?

When we think of male models, the image that comes to mind is that of a tall, scrawny guy, whose bones we can see without needing an x-ray.

Not David Gandy. This man is absolutely perfect, so much so that sometimes it’s hard to believe he is a model. He actually has meat, or muscles, in his body. He conducts himself with class and knows how to dress without necessarily following fashion. He is his own trendsetter and I don’t care what he’s selling, I will totally buy it. Because when I pick an imaginary husband I tend to do a little recon (or stalking), I have looked into his long list of brands he is associated with. He’s the face of Dolce and Gabbana’s Light Blue fragrance, Lucky brand jeans, SM fashion, and some others, not to mention his face is used on Twitter as that of Professor Emerson and Gideon Cross, and we all know how I feel about Sylvain Reynard’s Gabriel (sigh).

This man is on the rise, he models, he acts, he blogs and he is also an ambassador for Battersea Dogs and Cats Home. A self professed dog man. Needless to say he can come and pet Rocky (or myself) anytime. Did I forget to mention he’s single? I haven’t had the pleasure of hearing his British accent in person, so I can’t say he had me at “Hello”, however he did have me at “He’s a dog man”.

I’m a picky woman, and I have been looking. I still haven’t found one thing wrong with this man. He is in and out the kind of English muffin I would like to eat, but settle to ogle.


Schedar G.