Eye candy of the week

The divine Ms. Katie, here at last night's UN-hosted "Raising Malawi" fundraiser, continues to raid my fantasy closet. Her geometric McQueen sheath makes me wanna fall in love with her all over again.Two of my favorites, ScarJo and Javier, doing the Grace/Jimmy thing in the new Hollywood issue of Vanity Fair. Chloë Sevigny in Elle UK modeling a Miu Miu so lovely (and hmm, so familiar...) I barely notice the retched pootie platform action going on down below.

Ripper-offers at Zara, please to take note of Rachel Roy's metallic mustard high-waisted skirt for one of your bazillion Fall collections. I'll take one in black, burgundy and gunmetal, too, if you have time. K'thanks.

Selma, Agyness -- lookie who just joined our club!

You might call it Angela-wear, but I *adore* this rosette-trimmed capelet from Koi Suwannagate's new Fall RTW collection.

After coming across this gem of a fun frock on Resurrection's website, I may have to make my way over to Mott St. while I'm in Manhattan this weekend...

Good to know even married supermodels have to walk off Saturday night shame now and again...

Ms. Teese upping the ante on stylish travel-wear. You say impractical, I say blueprint for next Friday's 6:05pm flight.

Rafaello's 'Lachey Way' aside, I plumb adore this long-time couple. I can only hope to one day find a man who looks this interested at a Fetherston fashion show...

I also adore this one on her own, especially when she takes a page from Ashley Olsen and pairs her breezy ballerina Marchesa dress with a slim-fitted LLJ.

Am I asking too much here?

Ever since the post I wrote over the holidays expressing my frustration over the female to male formal-dress disparity -"the Lachey way," I called it- I've received an inordinate number of e-mails from male readers prompting me to, as one put it, "at least throw up some photos of styles you like and get a dialogue started."

So fine, here are a few pictures of Javier "takes my breath away" Bardem last night at the New York Film Critic's Circle Awards where he took home top prize for his performance in No Country for Old Men -- the film currently atop my must-see-before-Oscar-night list.

What do I like about his look?

For me, men's clothing, just like women's, is 90% fit, 10% swoon-worthy details. Here on Javier, I just love the fit of the jacket and shirt across his barrel chest. The trousers look slightly bunchy in the um, area of interest, but to be honest, after seeing these snaps, I don't really mind so much the snugness.

I suppose my "eh, he can get away with it" allowance is the equivalent of a man rationalizing a hot chick in a pleather push-up bustier top, isn't it?

Yikes.

Anyway, back to Javier's outfit. What I like about his choices are the strong but muted colors and cuts -- I like the gunmetal, I like the spread collar, the slim but not too slim cut of the pants, and of course, who wouldn't give it up for a man whose left eye looks as if it might've met with a Chuck Liddell uppercut? If he were out with a beautifully dressed woman, she would still garner the lion's share of attention (as she should), but he wouldn't look out of place or comparatively under-dressed by her side. That, to me, should be a man's goal. My kind of man's goal, anyway.

Now whether the cuff of those pants hits his shoes just right or the thread-count of his suit is season-appropriate are other issues altogether; on those kinds of specific distinctions I haven't the slightest clue, nor any helpful insight.

So I guess what I'm saying to the men out there who are looking for an ensured second date with me or with any other picky Pollyanna (cue my Kristin Wiig in Knocked Up voice) is make your body look like Javier's, go to a store with one of these pictures, show it to a salesman, buy this exact suit and look just like him.

More of my ideal below: