Eye Candy For Your Weekend: Hrithik Rashan

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Ok, I do have a documented weakness for dark-haired, green-eyed men, but still...this is one good-looking man. Hrithik Rashan, South Asian Indian actor. V. loaned me a movie he's in called Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham. I loved the clothing and dancing. Bollywood movies can be cheesy, but they are also fun.

Comments

Technodoll said…
Oh be still my beating heart! I'm married! I can't look at hunks like this and not feel guilt! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Friday, June 04, 2010
Tracey Axnick said…
"Hello lover..... "

Oh, sorry. DARN this ring on my left hand! (Just kidding.)

That is one Fine Specimen of Manliness, girl..... I think I may have to make this photo my screen saver. LOL... ;)
Friday, June 04, 2010
Tracey Axnick said…
I want to bite his neck.

OK, I think I need to leave your blog now. I've been gazing at him quite awhile and I'm thinking VERY impure thoughts. ;)
Friday, June 04, 2010
Busy Bee Suz said…
HE is one pretty man.
Yummy.
Saturday, June 05, 2010
Mandy said…
Oh my lord, he is most definitely gorgeous.
Saturday, June 05, 2010
yrautca said…
Trust me ladies, men dont like to be called pretty. He does have a handsome face.
Saturday, June 05, 2010
Ileana said…
He looks too much like a younger version of my brother...so he does nothing for me. lol

I like dark eyes...maybe because I have green ones. Funny how that works, huh?
Saturday, June 05, 2010
Stephanie said…
Oh My! I've never heard of this actor before. thanks for ummm sharing:)
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
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Sunday, January 23, 2011
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