Bad Beefcake.

In an office with 10 women (and one very quiet, unobtrusive man) it was only inevitable that the topic of beefcake would arise at lunchtime:

"Beefcake: often used to denote male sexual attractiveness stemming from physical build... The word can also be used for a (male)body or physique, a (male) sex symbol or more generally a man, and as an adjective meaning burly, muscular, manly, virile etc."

Wikipedia

Our only man, a visiting Associate Professor from Japan, needed to look up the word in his english/japanese electronic dictionary.

The only thing funnier than beefcake is bad beefcake. Bad beefcake is bad taste crush. Our workplace examples include: the badly facelifted Sly Stallone (for SHAME), the lovely balding Bruce Willis (never fall in love with a man called Bruce) and the just totally inexplicable... Storm Boy (although the Storm Boy fan was admittedly 12 at the time.) Not that I can talk obviously.

The beefcake theme just made me wonder if men, too, have a problem with bad woman beefcake. Do they ever sheepishly blush over their tuna salad and talk about the time they were in love with Amanda Vanstone? Do they have a few VBs and tell all their friends about how they secretly think Kerry Ann Kennerly is a bit of alright?

So I throw a challenge to everyone who ever reads this blog (yes, that's both of you)... what is your best example of bad beefcake love?