Henry Cavill Holding Hands In My Hot Bath (Ha!)

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I just like knowing I live in a world where Henry Cavill exists:



I absolutely do not think he would ask me out. 

Turns out I have very little to say about H's! A few quick hits: 

1. High-heeled camel boots:


(I take it back. Henry Cavill might be blinded by the beauty of those boots and make it happen.) 

2. Hugs and holding hands

3. Hot baths

The H's are kind of old-school and simple, but the classics never stop being wonderful, I suppose. 

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In other news, our girls' weekend in Jackson Hole, WY was COLD but hilarious and I came away with a new nickname, Bunny. But I'll tell that story in another post. 

Comments

Busy Bee Suz said…
Oh Bunny....he is a beautiful man, so are the boots and of course I love hot baths.
I always wanted to visit WY. I do hope you have photos for us.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Ileana said…
What a cutie...and I love the boots! HE'D love the boots (he'd love YOU in the boots)!

So, Bunny, how'd you get your nickname?? :)
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
yrautca said…
Always wanted to go to Jackson Hole and will soon. Boots are sexy. That dude doesnt look very smart though.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
yrautca said…
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Technodoll said…
Bunny fits the theme...

Hare.

tee hee!

off to a hot bath now...
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tracey Axnick said…
That dude is yummy... LOVE his eyes....

Heath Ledger was another cute "H".
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
Rebex said…
Oh my goodness, how have I gone my whole life not knowing about this man?! Seriously. Wow!!! That is all for now.
Sunday, February 06, 2011
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