There’s snow on the ground and a chill in the air, and my oh-so-sexy long underwear has once again become an indispensable part of my wardrobe. I despise myself every time I have to pour myself into them. With all due respect to the luscious ladies on RuPaul’s Drag Race, I prefer not to wear man-hose under my jeans just to venture outside comfortably.
There is one thing that’s sure to warm me up — thoughts of muscled bodies with glistening tans playing on the beach. Here are a few of my favorite sand spots from around the globe.