(We’re back with another weekly installment of G.W.W.E. [Guys We Wanna Eff]. It’s official: the winter doldrums have set in, and who better to cozy up in bed with than Harry Connick, Jr.?)

Very few stars these days can legitimately claim to be top-notch actors and musicians, but Harry Connick, Jr. is certainly one of them. A stylish crooner with a killer smile to boot, Harry puts the swagger in suave. His dinner-jacket-and-slacks style makes me want to slip into my best little black dress, some Chanel No. 5, recline on a velvet chaise…and eff his brains out.

Originally a professional jazz pianist, Harry got his big break arranging the soundtrack for everyone’s favorite rom-com, When Harry Met Sally. Seriously, hottie Harry’s eff-me-tender tunes made WHMS my number-one rainy-day chick flick, hands down. His work even won him his first Grammy! To date, he’s released several albums of music, from jazz to Christmas classics. Harry’s the kind of guy who will take you by the hand and sing your sweet little soul to the heavens of effable merriment, a true gent if I do say so myself.

Of course, his acting career has truly taken off over the past few years. His guest-starring stint on Will and Grace had me so glued to the television (Sexy Harry? My fave sitcom? Almost better than a good, long eff.) that I totally bought the series on DVD to relive every effable moment at my convenience.  Meanwhile, he’s broken out onto the big screen, with starring roles in Hope Floats, P.S. I Love You, and his latest release, New In Town, which opens today.

And of course, Harry wouldn’t be a great eff if he didn’t have a heart. He’s been a huge supporter of disaster relief programs in his native New Orleans in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.  Yes, I know he’s married with children, but I’ve gotta say, if you ever need some (effable) relief of your own, Harry, you know who to call.

It only makes sense that New Orleans invented the dish that is by far the most fun to say (pronounced jamba-LAY-a. At the top of your lungs. With Jazz hands.) And it just happens to be fun to make also! Whether you’re cooking solo on a weeknight, post happy hour with your girls, or during a one-on-one iron chef battle with your s.o. (guilty), this guilt free jambalaya is delish, healthy, and so so easy to make.

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I don’t know, you guys. It’s not like I hate John Mayer. In fact, I actually really love him.

I mean, to be honest, Room for Squares was the soundtrack to my summer before college. And I may or may not have been lured into a dorm room and serenaded by a lame college freshman who knew Mayer’s entire catalog by heart.

John and I…it was shameless love.

Hell, I even went to see the guy live. Yes, I was 19 and thought going to see John Mayer drone on and on about undying love was a totally good time.

But over the years I’ve gone through some major changes and so has John. We’ve both grown. Except John’s done so awkwardly. So, so awkwardly.

I thought his John Mayer Trio disheveled look was akin to your little brother discovering jazz and completely adopting the look for a year while he “explored”. Awkward.

His stint with Jessica? Yeah sure, he did it because he could. Still awkward.

Don’t get me started on his comedy career (which I actually find funny, but I think Sarah Silverman is the funniest so….yeah, awkward.)

Need more proof? Fine. Check out this hideous gallery. Read More »