When Ryan Phillippe lifts up his shirt in the middle of the bar at SoHo’s Crosby Street Hotel, it’s surprising that no one faints. He is, after all, a movie star—with taut muscles, smooth, caramel-colored skin, and a chiseled, ready-for-my-close-up mug. To think that someone might walk by, catch a glimpse, and collapse in excitement is not out of the question. Surely it’s happened before. But not today. Today everyone remains calm... READ FULL INTERVIEW

[Source: InkedMag.com | Kurt Iswarienko (photographer) | Alison Prato (writer)]