Many people have written about historical hotties in blogs and other websites, and now it’s my turn. I will post frequently on this subject. And I’ll be sure to give some attention to the hot chicks of history as well.
For now, though, here’s a sampling of hot dead guys, in no particular order:
The Duke of Wellington
What a stud. It’s said that during the Napoleonic Wars, he and Napoleon enjoyed the company of the same French and Belgian prostitutes. And according to some of those ladies, the duke was much better in the sack than his Corsican opponent. I find this to be a particularly tantalizing tidbit of information. And it’s a good thing I can’t travel to 1815…because I would have kept him so busy he never would have made it to Waterloo.
By far one of the most attractive founding fathers (to be fair, though, most of them weren’t lookers so there wasn’t much competition in that department). Unfortunately he liked his women stupid—his wife, Kitty, was a lovely woman but he especially appreciated the fact that she wasn’t an intellectual powerhouse. And he had affairs. Still, I’d be happy to play dumb for such a handsome fellow New Yorker.
Eamon de Valera
I have a weakness for Irish men. I can’t help myself. So Mr. de Valera gets bonus points for being Irish (well, half Irish, actually—his father was Spanish). He was one of the heavy hitters in the fight for Irish independence from Great Britain. Eventually he served as Taoiseach (prime minister) and later as president of Ireland. I wonder how many Irish lasses swooned over him back in the day.
Possibly the first guy to reach the summit of Mt. Everest, way back in 1924, but we’ll never know for sure. I like to think he did reach it before he died on his way back down the mountain. I read a biography of him and I have to admit, I don’t think I would have liked the guy very much. He was obsessed with climbing to the exclusion of pretty much everything else. And he was a bit of a tease towards the women—and men—who thought he was the bee’s knees. That’s not very nice. But he was good to look at, and if he hadn’t died at the age of 27, I think he would have aged quite nicely indeed.