A Very Large And Mostly Incoherent Post About Joland Novaj



Time to drop the needle on the record and listen to Frank Sinatra, or maybe it’s Chet Baker, singing that all-time golden oldie: 

“I fall in love too easily,
 I fall in love too fast, 
I fall in love too terribly hard
For love to ever last, 
My heart should be well schooled 
‘Cause I’ve been fooled in the past, 
But still I fall in love so easily,
I fall in love too fast.” 
Considering all the insanely beautiful boys in the world, and even narrowing it down to all the insanely beautiful boys who are insanely beautiful for a living, I often wonder why I (and I assume that I’m not the only one) form instant and wholly unreasonable infatuations with certain insanely beautiful boys and not others. Why is it that I set Google Alerts for Sergey Brisyuk or Andrei Dobrin or Lucky Blue Smith, check their Twitters and Instagrams and Snapchats with painful regularity, and entertain schoolgirl fantasies about our happy lives together in eternal wedded bliss- but not before rescuing them from pirates or saving them from a burning building- while someone like Sam Harwell, who is no doubt as physically perfect as anyone alive, merely causes me to sigh and think, “How lovely.” Forgive me if I exaggerate, but if I do it’s not much. 
Of course, here’s nothing wrong with “How lovely.” “How lovely” is… lovely, but it doesn’t provide that certain thrill that fools often confuse with love. I may be creepy, but I’m not insane. I may haunt their social media, but I’m not a stalker. Despite the song I quoted above, I know perfectly well that the feeling I have for these boys have nothing to do with real love. Lust, yes, admiration, sure, desire, definitely, but love requires a lot more than access to pictures on the InternetWhy this boy and not that boy? It’s a mystery. Of course, those who know me would say, “But Vera, you have a type.” Well, yes, I do. I’ve had enough birthdays to know what I want (that’s a song lyric, people) and what I want is male, young, and usually on the thin side. In other words, your basic twink. But not all twinks are created equal, are they?  

Which brings me then, after all this mishegoss, to Joland Novaj, who, believe it or not, is the actual subject of this post. He first came to my attention a few weeks ago. Needless to say, the sight of Joland Novaj struck me like a punch to the gut. Love at first sight? Oh, not really, but it was something at first sight, and I didn’t only feel it in my throat.  Do you want to see the first picture I saw of him? I’m going to show it to you whether you do or not. It’s this photo, by Kai Z Feng

Right then and there he had me. I wanted to take him home, give him a good meal and rock him to sleep. Why? Well, the eyes. The hair. The lips. The shoulders. But they all have eyes, hair, lips and shoulders, don’t they? What is it about his eyes, his hair, his etc? What about his smile? His ridiculous, beautiful smile? I don’t know what it is, but I know it when I see it.





What do we know about Joland? To begin with he’s 18 years old and he’s been modeling professionally for about two years. He was born in Kosovo and is very proud of his Albanian heritage, but has lived for most of his life in New York City. He loves to dance. He has attitude to spare. He wants to be famous. And that’s all I know.

This is all very silly of me, isn’t it? I guess I’m a silly person. But please, let me have this one thing for a while. Eventually all of these boys find some way to break my heart, so let me enjoy this while it lasts.
Have I said enough? Here’s a little video of Joland and his friend Kuba on a modeling gig together

Here are more pictures: 












After the break, so many pictures you won’t even know how to deal with it.

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New Face From Portugal

To be honest, the first pictures of Portuguese model Lautaro Hochman I saw didn’t do much for me. Yes, I know, everyone is beautiful in their own way (I’m told) and I am susceptible to unconventional beauty, but I just didn’t see it. A few days ago Vanity Teen published some new pictures of Lautaro by Bruno Cortes on its website, and I saw the light. Those eyes, that mouth, that hair!  The full Vanity Teen set can be seen here


Originally published on July 13, 2016.

Let’s Talk About Sean O’Donnell

You may not know the name, but if you have a Tumblr account you’ve seen 18-year-old New Yorker Sean O’DonnellSean describes himself as a photographer, model, actor, singer,  but mostly he’s a person,  like Cameron Dallas,  who has managed to gain a sizable following by putting pictures of himself on the internet.  Nice work if you can get it.
If you look closely enough at Sean you can see that he’s not truly a classic beauty, his nose is perhaps ever so slightly too large for his face, his chin slightly weak, his flawless skin perhaps a result of Photoshop, but is he attractive?  Oh my, yes. With his big, blue eyes, and strong, athletic body, he could easily be an Abercrombie and Fitch model.  And as a model, his most frequent photographer is himself, and he seems to have an innate ability to play up his own strengths.  In his infrequent YouTube videos (he says that he’d rather leave video-making to those who “do it well”) he also displays a poise, confidence, and a deep, sexy voice that will serve him well when he decides he wants to be something more than “Tumblr famous.” 
All of which is to say, I think he’s rather nice, I like looking at his pictures, and I hope you will, too.



















 Originally published on October 30, 2013 at http://www.verasbiggayblo.blogspot.com

Lucky Blue Smith: “How Dare You Be This Attractive?”



Deejohn’s recent post about Lucky Blue Smith on The Beauty Hunter blog, has prompted me, at long last,  to  publish the cache of Lucky’s photos that I have been sitting on for a while.  You might ask what I have I been waiting for. I’ll get to that, but first, a bit about Mr. Smith
At the age of  sixteen, Lucky Blue Smith is obviously one of the most beautiful creatures currently roaming the planet.  A recent Tumblr post of one of his portraits posed the question, “How dare you be this attractive?” It’s a valid question, for he is unreasonably beautiful.  Lucky came to modeling in a roundabout way,  starting out as the drummer in his family’s band, The AtomicsThe Atomics play retro surf music, and consists of Lucky and his three sisters, Starlie, Daisy, and PyperLucky is a kick-ass drummer.


A few years ago, the photogenic family was tapped to appear in promotions for The Gap.  Although his sisters are all pretty girls, Lucky stood out, and not just because he was the youngest and the only boy.  The kid has “It.” It’s hard to take your eyes off of him.  I can’t be the only one who thinks so, because his modeling career, without his sisters,  took off almost immediately.



When I first saw Lucky modeling on the internets, he was a skinny, little 14-year-old runt, with braces on his teeth and the face of a debauched angel. Not quite right for this blog, clearly too young, but I filed the name away for future reference.  






It didn’t take long, though, for puberty to work it’s magic.  The next time I saw him he was a take-your-breath-away beauty, and I set about finding pictures of him to share here. 




However, a snag: one of the places I found pictures of Lucky was at The Beauty Hunter,  and I have always figured that anyone who reads my blog surely reads Deejohn’s blog (and if they don’t they should) so wouldn’t it be redundant of me to post pictures of him as well?  Therefore I decided not to post my Lucky collection.  I’ve changed my mind though.  The People must know about Lucky Blue Smith,  and I must do my part to inform them.  So I hope you enjoy these as much as I do, and and if you do, for more of Lucky check out Deejohn’s posts here and here


































Originally published on June 29, 2014 at http://www.verasbiggayblo.blogspot.com

First Gay Teenager?

Sal Mineo’s Hollywood heyday was well before I was born (yes, that long ago) but when I was fourteen a saw a picture of him in a book from the movie Dino and kind of fell in love. (In fact, it’s the very first picture at the top of this post. Thank you Google.) What I didn’t know was that by then he was already dead, knifed in front of his home by a mugger. It has often been said that his character in Rebel Without A Cause was the first gay teenager in movies. I don’t really think that’s true, but it certainly is hard to deny the gay subtext in Plato’s infatuation with Jim. When Sal Mineo went to Hollywood the studio system was still in force, although it was in its waning days. The studio arranged dates for him, manufactured romances for the gossip columns, and planted articles in the movie magazines about his “perfect girl.” Sal did what anyone in his position had to do if they wanted movie careers. He played along. His career was going well- He had been nominated for the academy award twice by the time he turned 21, his first nomination coming when he was only 16. When he began to live his life as a more-or-less openly gay man in the 1960s the choice film offers mysteriously began to disappear. Most of the roles offered to him were as psychos and weaklings. Coincidence? His last film role was as a chimp in a Planet of the Apes movie.
Originally published on December 27, 2008 at http://www.verasbiggayblo.blogspot.com

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