Hi Mom,
I'm writing this while lolling around a pool in the Bahamas. Yes, I know you think I've got a cushy job. But that's nothing compared with Remar Sutton's. You know -- the fat, bald 45-year-old guy who decided to chuck it all, move to an island and dedicate a year of his life to becoming a hunk. He's been chronicling his progress in a series of wry letters appearing in scores of newspapers, but maybe you haven't been reading them. My friends find his quest both repellent (classic male vanity) and intriguing (classic male fantasy). To me, it seems...
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