There is nothing even remotely interesting about the link at the end of this entry. Nothing at all. The only reason this post may, in fact, be notable is a piece of irony that's likely lost on everyone save your guest editor and his immediate family. Here's a little taste of what you're in for, should you choose to follow this post to its very sad conclusion:

MM can't wait to get to Brazil one day and have Luigi show off the gorgeousness! And maybe we'll see some of Brazil, too!!!

Listen, folks. I'm on Gawker now. And this man - this Luigi - is gorgeous, isn't he! But that's my point. Here I am, posting on Gawker at the end of the day, and I'm choosing to spend my quasi-valuable time writing something about a gorgeous little man from Brazil because I fucking can, and that's the bottom damned line.

Isn't he precious, though?

Socialites on Parade: Luigi Tadini [Papermag]