My crush on Ewan McGregor is older than a lot of the students at the high school where I work. So yeah, we go way back. It was that youthful padawan that first caught my eye and made the ubuli wiggle in their adolescence, and they were saying "Make me a real woman, Hot Obi Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope."
Then I slowly discovered his penchant for strange adult indie films interspersed with huge studio films. A Trainspotting here, a Moulin Rouge here. I'd get a Young Adam (the first NC-17 film I ever saw in a theatre) peen and then a Big Fish smile. He'll be perfectly sensitive and gorgeous in Beginners and then play Jesus in Last Days In The Desert. He can do all the things. And through all these idiosyncratic career choices, he's somehow remained quite sane and an adorable family man who has not yet disappointed me with absurd life choices. Even his two motorcycle adventures (Long Way Round, Long Way Down) across the planet, as semi-insane as they were, ended up being some of the best shit I've ever seen committed to TV.
There is nothing wrong with Ewan McGregor, really. He's an incredible actor, and yet he has this tendency to be a goofball. And he sings. And gets naked a lot. I think he smokes, but hey, I don't live with him, so I don't care. I just need to see his FUCKING irresistible grin every so often (or at least a chance to peek at his bum).
Ewan is the GOLD STANDARD for fantasy men.
