We’re uploading this photo of Iker Casillas with our eyes closed.
This is, quite obviously, for health and safety reasons, because if we actually were to properly view the image of Iker’s trainers with the distressed light denim and blazer combo we might start crying and never stop. We also might lose our hard on and never be able to find it again. Ever.
The only thing keeping lust alive here is Iker’s adorable hand-dog expression. The irony? He’s at the launch for a book called, “Sure of Myself.“
Mate, in that get up? The only thing we’re sure of is that you need an intervention. Shoot, even something out of Sergio’s closet would work better than this. Or, you need to just stop wearing clothes all together. Also, would you mind taking your feet out of first position? This isn’t Swan Lake.
Soz. It’s Monday. We are cranky and delicate.

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He looks like he sitting outside the headmaster’s office.