This week we are presenting one of our favorite Twitter friends.
When he's not posing for the camera, he's still dancing in front of it for video clips,
hanging out with pop artists, and just getting all the media attention he can get. Now there's a McMeal we could dig our teeth into.
Michael Stokes didn't always photograph naked men for a living. He used to sell homes; before that he was a flight attendant. The 48-year-old, Mormon-raised Californian, gave it all up for something he could really sink his teeth into.
“I knew the market was going to take a dump, and I didn’t want to be around it,” says Stokes, with a quiet, cautious voice that at times sounds like he’s worried he might say the wrong thing. It’s a surprising trait from a man whose career depends on being bold, and who’s got looks any other lens would love (that's his body you see when you first log on to the website).
As this year is madly driving to a close, it's time to evaluate all the potential beef-cake calendars on the market so that I can be sure that each and every office wall, gas station bathroom, staff lunch room, water cooler corner and desk-top has the best possible on offer.