We’re back with another edition of G.W.W.E. (Guys We Wanna Eff)!

In all honesty, there has been only one date marked (with a big red-Sharpie’d heart) on my calendar this summer: July 15, the release of the next Harry Potter movie. Yes, I read all the books. Yes, I realize I’m more excited for a movie about wizards than beachside cocktails. But in addition to the guaranteed magical experience of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, I’m amped for the magical hotness of its star, Daniel Radcliffe.

Back in the days of the first HP movies, little Danny was, well, little. He assumed the staring role at 9 years old (at that age, I was still wearing butterfly clips and black shoes with white socks, ew).  But at some point, the British hunk blossomed into a ripped, well-groomed wizard of womanizing.

Last year, he starred in the Broadway play “Equus,” which is most famous for showcasing D.Rad in the buff, live and in person. Thank you, Broadway producers, for allowing me to look at this fine man totally nude in a perfectly cultured manner.

While I doubt “The Half-Blood Prince” will be displaying any kind of nudity, I am totally looking forward to fanning myself in the audience, dreaming of another of Daniel’s magic wands.