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Rosario Dawson may be one of the most lowkey beauties in Hollywood, and that’s just one of the reasons why we love her! The gorgeous actress and social activist is giving us a reminder of her stunning good lucks and to die for curves in GQ‘s May issue. She rocks a throwback swimsuit and bats her Bette Davis eyes in one shot, and then completely spins it with a modern bad girl strategically placed leather look. And boys, if you want to get any information out of her, just tickle her!

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Pop stands at seven feet tall. Little man comes in somewhere around three feet. NY Knicks star Tyson Chandler and his son, Tyson II pose for an adorable feature in GQ that will melt your heart!

In the issue, Tyson talks about going from wearing cowboy boots as a kid growing up in the country, to sporting the fur coat trend on the Chicago Bulls, to his current downtown style tailored to the streets of NYC. He also proves that the all-star is quite in the know when it comes to staying fresh and sophisticated off the court:

“To me, if you’re going all black, the cut is everything,” Chandler says. “That’s what makes it sophisticated.”

Tyson and son aren’t the only supermen rocking the pages of the current GQ issue, on newsstands now. NBA’s fashion elite are also featured in the magazine’s “NBA’s New Style Wars” feature.

Check out the rest of the pics from the photo shoot on StyleBlazer.com.

Channeling the spirit of Sofia from The Color Purple, I say this: “I loves Idris Elba, God knows I do! But I’ll kill him dead fo’ he ever wears that suit again.”

This well-meaning picture (click link to see the “colorful” ensemble), which comes directly from the Idris Elba Facebook fan page and accompanies a special Happy Valentine’s Day message to all the “single ladies,” was promptly met with snickering from women in my news feed, who were baffled as to how Elba came about leaving the house in a smedium jacket so tight, he couldn’t even fasten the top button; a pair of red skinny khakis, which taper so tightly at the ankles that I am convinced that someone had to sew him in them, and a pair of Skippers? I am literally typing this and shaking my head at the same time. It’s like he got a suit from the Steve Harvey line and shrunk it accidentally in the dryer. He looks like Valentine’s Day, 1976: The smooth sounds of Barry White’s “I’m Gonna Love You Just A Little Bit More, Baby” coast out of the second floor window of the family home and four-year-old Elba is sitting on the front steps, alone, in an outfit his mama made him wear (and told him not to get dirty), looking like at any moment he is about to break out his marbles and get a game of hopscotch cracking.

Seriously though, as much as I love Elba to death I have to admit to raising an eyebrow or two over some of his fashion choices as of late. Besides this suit (and I use that term “suit” loosely), there is also this outfit, which was featured on the cover of this month’s issue of British GQ, of a bearded Elba posted up on a motorcycle in some sort of outlaw meets sailor getup. I guess he is supposed to be a contemporary take on James Dean, however, he just ends up looking more like Easter Sunday, 1978: Grandma is snapping peas and humming along to Mahalia Jackson’s “How I Got Over” on the record player and six-year old Elba is at any moment about to break out the little red bouncing ball and get a game of jacks popping.

I remember a few years ago, I was at work, having a non-work related conversation with my boss. We were discussing a guy, whom we both knew professionally. This mutual friend, for all intents and purposes, is a true definition of a dandy. No pimp suits and snug, funny patterned blazers here. This guy was all about the tailored suits with simple lines and colors, beautifully folded pocket squares, nice cufflinks and spit-shine and buffed leather loafers. Not too many men could touch our mutual friend’s suit and tie game. And knowing his way around a bow tie definitely added to his overall sex appeal – not that we were checking for him or anything. Just saying. Anyway, while our mutual friend was crushing them with the suits, his casual “hip” wear always was disastrously flat. I’m talking about bulky basketball sneakers matched with hideously-colored sweaters and dad jeans, which were always two inches two short from the ankles and made in washes that I thought went out with the Fat Boys. We were pondering how someone so fashionable in one regard could also be such a fashion turn-off in another, and she made the most simple yet brilliant observation: some men only look good when they look clean.

I do not consider myself an expert on men’s fashion (some would rightfully argue I’m not an expert on women’s fashion for that matter), but I definitely feel like this is the case for Elba. While I appreciate his daring and youthful looks he has been trying to do as of late, I also feel that that his simple and classic looks are a huge part of his swag. And instead of Wiz Khalifa, he should probably think Denzel Washington. Nothing screams confidence and strength more than seeing a 6-foot-tall Elba with a nicely-lined goatee and a casual – yet well-fitted – suit jacket and slacks. And nothing screams desperate-for-attention more than that Valentine’s Day suit jacket.

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It’s difficult not to notice how amazingly attractive and extremely talented British actor, Idris Elba is. He was among Essence Magazine‘s “Top 10 Hottest Men On The Planet” in 2004 and 2005, not to mention his debut on People Magazine‘s “100 Most Beautiful People In The World” list back in 2007. He doesn’t appear to have allowed all of the fawning over him to go to his head though. The 40-year-old, East London native recently opened up to British GQ about getting older and how he feels about women being totally smitten with him. He revealed that he finds it difficult to view himself as a sex symbol due to the fact that he’s aged.

‘The irony is I wake up every morning, look at myself in the mirror and think, “Woah, I look like a piece of s***’… You watch yourself age and it’s hard to feel like a sex symbol.”

He went on to express that when female fans go crazy over him and express how much they are attracted to him, he feels awkward.  The actor also suggested that many of these same women would probably be disappointed after spending time with him.

“I’m not sure what it is they see, not to mention that, personally, I feel very awkward. There’s no way all those women would ever sleep with me and go, ‘I really liked him’. Some of them would go, ‘He was really boring or he was a bit aggressive or, urgh, actor.’”

Elba also confessed to finding the attention flattering and using it to his professional advantage.

“But it’s a compliment and it’s a massive tool to use in sculpting a career, especially with what I do for a living because I work in the face business. So it’s a compliment and I use it accordingly.”

Idris went on to tackle the circulating the rumor that he’s the next actor in line to play the James Bond character.

“It’s a rumour. And, I have to tell you, if the producers of Bond thought that I was self-campaigning, it would be such a turn-off. I’m flattered, obviously but I’ve been advised to just pipe down about it.”

“Apparently, Daniel Craig said I’d be a great Bond. Daniel, why did you say that? Dropped me right in it! What an honour it would be, but also, what an indication of change. I know Ian Fleming lived in Jamaica for a long time, didn’t he? I think it’s interesting to think what he would have made of a black man playing Bond.”

The full interview can be found in the March issue of British GQ.

Jazmine Denise is a news writer for Madame Noire. Follow her on Twitter @jazminedenise

Okay Bey, we see you doing the Heisman on that h**. After releasing their newest issue with Beyoncé on the cover as the Hottest Woman of the 21st Century, and even dropping a behind-the-scenes video, you’d think we had seen all that we needed to see from her GQ takeover. Psych! There are a few outtakes from Beyoncé’s popular shoot, that while cute, just didn’t make the cut for one reason or another. Probably because things slowly but surely got a bit random (i.e., the flour throwing, pulling out the NETS cap and what not..). Beyoncé continues to strut around in her undergarments, and kicks the sex appeal up a notch or 10 for her fans.

Photos courtesy of GQ/Terry Richardson and Beyoncédiario.com

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If the bootylicious shots from Beyoncé’s GQ shoot weren’t enough for you, you’ll be happy to know that the magazine has now released behind-the-scenes footage from Bey Bey’s infamous shoot. The “Dance For You” singer can be seen posing it up in a colorful “Home Alone” type of photo shoot with a T-shirt and panties on in every shot. Most shots have something to do with football of course, as the singer is performing at the Super Bowl halftime show in a few weeks. In the video, she’s jumping on beds, throwing flour around with Jay’s old Roc-A-Fella chain on in the kitchen, dancing around in the living room and reading a newspaper, rocking a Brooklyn Nets hat, covering her “Miss Millennium” face with whip cream, and pretty much getting raunchy in Givenchy (okay, so she’s probably not wearing any, but I’ve just always wanted to say that) for photographer Terry Richardson. He even got in on the fun during Bey’s flour fight with herself. With as little clothing on as possible and a whole lot of fierce (Sasha Fierce) going on, the singer definitely delivered a spread that has got everybody talking. And isn’t that the point? WINNING! Check out the video below and let us know what you think!

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Did anyone else notice that Beyonce has skipped past leotard land and gone straight to panty palace in her new GQ photo shoot? You know the running joke is Bey hasn’t worn pants since 2006, which is actually pretty accurate. Once she hit the scene with “Single Ladies” and that all black everything leotard, she was like, “Ain’t no way I’m covering up all this goodness again.” *Does “Love On Top” Skip, tells band bring the beat in.*

Well now that she’s out to prove something about being a hot mama — literally — onesies aren’t even good enough for miss Baddie Bey. Oh no, she’s going straight high-cut bikini drawl on our a**es — and hers. GQ just published the rest of the pics from her February feature and as I clicked, and clicked, and clicked some more I was like damn, she got on panties and a cutoff in every shot — except for the one where she has on no shirt at all. Somebody’s back with a vengeance – and a nice pair of abdominals, hips, and thighs.

I’m trying to figure out if she just woke up one day and was like, “Every now and again you got to go in that dresser drawer and pull put them freakum drawls. Yup, that’s what Ima do. Ima just rock these drawls on my derriere and make it do what it do. Houston Texas Baby!” The problem is, the last time she started that one-piece Lycra trend, everybody from Laquana with the post-pregnancy baby bump to the girls with the butts so fat Tyga wanted a lap dance thought it was cute for them to start wearing Ballerina apparel on a daily too. I’m talking Miami Beach in the middle of the day leotards, to girls standing outside of clubs in the winter with a onesie, some fishnets, and icicles dripping off their platform pumps talking bout “don’t be mad cuz you see that he want it.” No what we’re mad about is that you don’t see that nobody wants any of that in their opticular spectrum.

So, you see, that is why I’m worried about this little panty parade Bey has going on here. Because with all the praise she’s gotten for her envy inspiring curves, ain’t no way she can go back to covering up stomach and hip-bone no mo’. It’s about to be all Banty everything (cuz you know she and her stans have to turn every word into something they can put in the Bictionary.) And that means there’s about to be a host of gifs comin up with girls posing in their boyfriend’s middle school jerseys and some Hanes Her Way talkin’ bout “I’m getting my Baddie Bey on.” *Shudders*

But back to Beyonce, who, by the way, I never ever wanna hear say “why did God give me this gift” again after showing off all that she’s working with. Ya’ll think pants are just too 2005 for her? I mean I’d probably try to walk around unclothed all day if I had it like that too. And yes, I know she always has on some weird, printed pants for her carefully crafted Instagram photo shoots, but when it comes to her next videos and performances (aside from the Inaugural Ball) who bets Baddie Bey hits the stage in a pair of panties like she never knew booty shorts existed?

Say I.

Brande Victorian is the deputy editor for madamenoire.com. Follow her on twitter @Be_Vic.

Yesterday, leaked pics of this cover hit the net and girls went wild — red leopard print panties with zippers on the side also went out of stock.

We haven’t seen Bey this nakey in a long time so some people weren’t sure if this cover was official, but now that GQ has put the image on their website, word is officially out — Baddie Bey is back.

Looking better than she did pre-pregnancy — and not like anybody’s mama by the way — Beyonce is showing off a lot on the February issue of the mag which is counting down its “100 Sexiest Women of the 21st Century.” Bey is definitely showing off why the countdown is starting with her and though we can think of about a million things to say about this shot, we’re sure you can too. So have at it — caption this pic of Beyonce’s super swexy GQ cover.

Oh —- and look at a few more pics of the inside images on the next two pages.

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Just yesterday, I was reading Frank Ocean’s very thoughtful, very insightful interview with GQ, when I stumbled across a sentence, a revelation about his own life that reaffirmed a truth in my own. In speaking about his absentee father, Frank Ocean, talked about how his maternal grandfather stepped in to become the father figure he needed.

“Her father was my paternal figure. He’d had a really troubled life with crack, heroin, and alcohol and had kids he wasn’t an ideal parent to. I was his second chance, and he gave it his best shot. My grandfather was smart and had a whole lot of pride. He didn’t speak a terrible amount, but you could tell there was a ton on his mind—like a quiet acceptance of how life had turned out. He was a mentor at AA and NA, and I would go with him to meetings.”

Though my own father has always been very present and active in me and my sister’s life, I knew from a very young age that there was tension where my grandfather was concerned. One could argue that when my grandmother turned up pregnant, he wasn’t ready to be a father or a husband. But in the 1940′s in Jamaica, it would have shamed my grandmother and her family to have a baby born out of wedlock. So he entered into two roles he was no where near ready for: husband and father. Unfortunately, he wasn’t the greatest at either one of those jobs.

As a husband, he was still living like a single man, a single, often mean-spirited man, who expressed his anger or frustration in violent ways. As a father he was present physically (for some) but not often emotionally. He was discouraging when he should have been supportive, deceptive when he should have been forthcoming.

Some would argue that I should have never known all these things about my grandfather; but I was an inquisitive, very observant child. So when I saw something, heard something or sensed something going down between he and my grandmother or between he and my mother, or her siblings I asked questions… persistently. And fortunately, the women and men in my family told me the truth, all while reminding me that at the end of the day, no matter what, he was my grandfather and I had to respect him.

So, as a child I had to come up with a strategy to do so. I’m not going to say that I never looked at him differently, there were times when I’d recall the latest story I’d heard about him and internalize it as my own pain, my own resentment toward him. But eventually, I got to the point where I realized that wasn’t my pain to carry. When I think about who my grandfather had been in my life, he was the man who drove us around Indianapolis, explaining the history of our city and expounding on the beauty of trees. He was the man who took us to the Christmas tree lighting on the circle, driving us around and around until we were dizzy. The man who bought us ice cream. The man who made a church a priority. And though semblances of his old ways would sometimes resurface, I could see that in a lot of ways, my grandfather was two different people. So I learned to split him.

When my beloved grandmother died, several members of our family, wondered morbidly and maybe even cruelly, why my grandfather hadn’t gone first. After all, my grandmother was an angel and a lot of times, my grandfather was nothing short of a hot mess. It took me years to understand it.

The answer came to me almost a decade later. My mother, who had just overcome a bout with breast cancer, called me to tell me that my grandfather came to see her at her job and in the midst of talking about her condition got caught up in a wave of emotion, embraced her and shed tears as he explained to her that he loved her, that there was a purpose for her life and that God had blessed her.

My mother couldn’t figure out why he’d acted out of his normal character, why he’d said those things to her. For me, it was obvious that there were things he needed to say. Despite his litany of flaws, anyone who’s around my grandfather for a few minutes, will recognize that he’s a blessed man. And after my mother told me what he had done, it became clear to me that God had kept and continues to keep my grandfather around because there are lessons he still needs to learn at 94 years old. Lessons, that maybe my grandmother didn’t need or had already acquired. Either way, I can appreciate his growth.

Being that my grandfather is in his 90′s, I always want to make sure I get to see him when I’m home. And over the past several years, he’s become much more than the man who took us on drives or bought us ice cream. My grandfather, who devoted much of his life to driving sickly elders, people younger than him in most cases, to the hospital, taught me about the importance of community service. His humble beginnings, immigration story and his successful business, have shown me that things these days aren’t as tough as they could be, that I can always work harder. When I moved to New York, without a job and into a triflin’ apartment, my grandfather sent me away with words of encouragement, confidence and five English pounds, just in case I needed to convert it to US dollars if times ever got too tough.

If I’m called upon, to speak at my grandfather’s funeral, I’ll take a note from my grandmother and keep it real by saying he might have had a rough start, but God spared his life and allowed him to grow into the man he was supposed to be.

Another day, another magazine cover for Rihanna (aka, another opportunity to show some skin). But this time the sexpot has been crowned GQ’s “Obession of The Year” as they rap up 2012 with their annual “Men Of The Year” December issue. She graces one of the many sought after covers. She does so in a cropped leather jacket by All Saints and…that’s about it. But if you’re used to all the nudity and want to know what homegirl had to say inside the pages, we’ve got you covered.

Her interview, which was done in NYC at Emilio’s Ballato, her penthouse suite at Hotel Gansevoort (where The-Dream showed up to make music with her), and the famous nightclub, Griffin, where she ran into Chris Brown coincidentally (which is documented in the article) was definitely entertaining yet concise, and she cleared up a few things in it.

“That comes from my culture,” she says with her Bajan steel-drum accent. “That’s just the way it’s always been, and I think that for people, especially in America, they make it like the forbidden fruit, but that only makes kids more curious.” When Rihanna was starting out, after being discovered by a vacationing music producer in Barbados, she didn’t realize she was doing anything other than what she had grown up doing in the dance halls. “I was a lot more naive about the way I moved and the way I was being perceived. The more you hear people talk about ‘Oh, you’re a sex symbol,’ it just makes you think, ‘Why are you saying that?’ And I figured it out.”