Captain America, otherwise known as Chris Evans, is featured in the July 2011 issue of GQ magazine wearing Gucci and being subjected to a cringe-worthy “Dear Diary, I TOTALLY met Chris Evans today!!!!!” style of “interview.”
On his initial reluctance to take on the role of Captain America: “I said no a bunch, and every time I said no, I woke up the next morning so happy and content. I kept saying no; they kept coming back. And eventually I was like, ‘You know what? This is your biggest fear—this is exactly what you have to do. The problem is, if the movie’s bad, that’s one set of problems. If the movie’s great, here come the sequels, here come the fuckin’…”
Go and read the whole interview. It is not to be missed. Not so much because of Chris, but because… well. See for yourself. Here’s how it opens:
“chris evans pecs. how do they FEEL? like smooth stone from the souvenir shop?’
…is the instant message that pops up on my computer one Monday morning in April. My friend Kyle follows it up with a link to the gossip pages of the New York Daily News: I am being described as the “mystery maiden” Evans introduced to his mother at a premiere party; we held hands, the paper is reporting, ‘in a flirty manner,’ and he even placed ‘one of them on his chest.’ Oh.”
We tried to look at it from an irreverent, tongue-in-cheek perspective, but it doesn’t work. We’ve read Tiger Beat interviews that were more professional-sounding than this one.
Oh, don’t look at us like that. You read Tiger Beat once. You know you did.
Anyway, Chris is super-dreamy and we’re going to rip this cover off the magazine and totally hang it in our lockers.