William Levy: 'People en Español's' 2012 '50 Most Beautiful"

And here we are again. It's time for People en Español's 16th-annual list of the "50 Most Beautiful Hispanic Celebrities." Last year, William Levy fronted the cover as its spotlighted hottie man, while in 2012—no complaints—it's ever-adorable Ricky Martin (sporting his Evita mustache) with a bunch of women (eight chicas total, including the inside gatefold cover).

The issue does kick off with the mag's eternal fave, "Cuban actor" Will (stay tuned for more coverage), who graced the "Mas Bellos" cover last August and has appeared in the issue four times in a row since 2009. As one would expect, Modern Family star Sofia Vergara makes a seventh appearance on the list. The most appearances ever: Mexican singer Thalia, with a ninth appearance in the issue.

Tune in for the "Los 50 Mas Bellos de People en Espanol" TV special Sunday, May 6 at 10 p.m. on Univision. For the complete top 50 Most Beautiful, look below the jump... *

Ricky Martin Gets Mixed Bag In 'Evita' Reviews (While Crowds Pack Da House)

The reviews are in for the Broadway revival of Andrew Lloyd Webber's Evita, starring Ricky Martin, at New York's Marriott Marquis Theatre, and they're certainly mixed, at best. It appears these damn theater queens continue to hate on "Hollywood" celebs that cross to the Great White Way.

Among the few clear fans of Martin in his lead role as Che is Mark Kennedy, theater critic for AP. He writes, "He sings beautifully, dances gracefully, athletically climbs ladders, plays his role with a knowing sneer and elicits drools in his suspenders and tight white shirt. He even makes a mustache work. Ricky Martin is easily the best thing about this revival."

Of course, The New York Times' curmudgeonly Ben Brantley, who pretty much hates everything, had nothing nice to say about Ricky: "Despite the hard work of its spirited leading lady, the Argentine actress Elena Roger—supported by a barely there Ricky Martin and a sterling Michael Cerveris—this musical combination of history pageant and requiem Mass feels about as warmblooded as a gilded mummy." Blah, blah, blah... yeah, pretty much what one would expect from the ever-snippy Ben, right?

The Wall Street Journal, on the other hand, thinks Roger pretty much sucks: "She's a good actor and a wonderful dancer, but her voice is small and shrill, and she hasn't an ounce of star quality.

Melissa Rose Bernardo from Entertainment Weekly, agrees: "She's a fierce dancer. But more often than not, she's shrill and pitchy."

The 1979 Broadway debut of Evita catapulted the careers of Patti LuPone and Mandy Patinkin, and the 1996 movie version gave Madonna a boost in respect. Ricky is packing the house. So critics be damned. *

Ricky Martin Covers April 2012 Spanish 'Vanity Fair'

Ricky is on a roll huh? After covering The Advocate earlier this month and making his millennial debut on Broadway in the revival of Evita, 40-year-old Ricky Martin now covers the Spanish version of Vanity Fair's April 2012 issue, sharing his adopted twins Matteo and Valentino for the first time in public, alongside his partner of four years, Carlos. (Photos: CocoPerez.com) *

Ricky Martin Mustachio'd For Role In Broadway's 'Evita'

No need for words! Dashing, indeed!

Ricky Martin Covers April 2012 'Advocate'; Preps 'Evita' B'way Revival

Ricky Martin is looking as sexy as ever on The Advocate's April 2012 cover. The at-last-out-and-proud Latino singer, actor and author moved to New York City last winter with his partner Carlos Gonzalez Abella and their twin sons, Matteo and Valentino, as Martin preps a role in the Broadway revival of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s Evita, which opens in April.

Its his first turn on Broadway in nearly 16 years, when Ricky starred as the love-struck Marius in Les Misérables. In Evita, he will play the headlining role of Che, the rebellious voice of the people and antagonist to Argentinean first lady Eva Perón. The new version is being called a "sexier restaging." And with the 40-year-old Martin onstage, how could it not be? *There's more Ricky below the jump!

Mad Mag Cover Round-Up: One Beautiful Lady, Three Hot Guys

Emily VanCamp is just lovely on the cover of Canada's Flair, while a trio of hotties grace W, Latina and Men's Health. Ooh la la. *

Every Boy Band's Got Its Gay

It simply comes with the territory: For every boy band, one of the members, eventually, is going to come bursting out of the closet. 'N Sync's Lance Bass, Boyzone's Stephen Gately, Westlife's Mark Feehily, Menudo's Ricky Martin and Wham!'s George Michael, for god's sake.

Over the weekend, Jonathan Knight revealed openly that he's the bulls-eye for '80's primo boy band New Kids On the Block, taking to the web after fellow popster Tiffany commented off-hand on Bravo's "Watch What Happens," appearing with Deb Gibson, that he's queer. Dreamy host Andy Cohen asked her if she'd ever made out with any NKOTB: "The quiet one, the shy one. [Jonathan Knight] became gay later. I didn't do it. I was thinking maybe I did. Now looking back when we were dating, he was so much fun. We used to do facials together. He was so easy to talk to."

Knight, in response, took the high road, commenting on the NKOTB webbie that he's been out for two decades. According to Towleroad, "I have never been outed by anyone but myself! I have lived my life openly and never hidden the fact that I am gay! Apparently the prerequisite to being a gay public figure is to appear on the cover of a magazine with the caption 'I am gay.' I apologize for not doing so if this is what was expected! My belief is that you live your life by example and not by a caption on a magazine! If there ever has been any confusion about my sexuality, then you are someone that doesn't know me!"

That's a lot of exclamation marks, eh? Knight added, "I love living my life being open and honest, but at this time I choose not to discuss my private life any further!"

He went on to send a message to Tiff on Twitter, "Please don't lose any sleep over it! I know you weren't being mean and I found it to be funny!" and then told the world to "stop talking trash" about Tiffany for the gaffe.

Sure enough, with a little research, it's obvious that Knight hasn't been afraid to walk the line. In a 2006 interview, he congratulated Lance Bass for coming out, noting that he wished the 'N Syncer didn't have to suppress his sexuality during the glory days. He told the New York Daily News, "I'm looking forward to a boy band that comes out and right off the box they say one of them is gay. I think that would be the best thing. They'll get all the girls and all the gay guys, know what I mean? It'll be perfect!"

Well done! "Step By Step," this is the way to ease the world into knowing that we all know—or admire—someone gay.

The 2010 'Out 100'

Ricky Martin flanks the cover of the 16th-annual "Out 100" as Entertainer of the Year—quite a stretch, meese thinks, since he hasn't had an English-language hit in 10 years (yeah, yeah, he came out this year. And?).

Others: my new fave, talk show host Nate Berkus as Stylemaker of the Year (that hair!); Scissor Sisters, Rufus Wainwright and Michael Stipe(??) among Musicians; HGTV's lovable David Bromstad; "Glee's" Chris Colfer; author Armisted Maupin; NYC City Councilwoman Christine Quinn; CNBC's Rachel Maddow; and newly out actress Meredith Baxter and country singer Shely Wright.

But where the hell is Jane Lynch?!! It appears the magazine is rolling out its list one by one. Surely, she deserves top billing.

My biggest bid for the list, Savage Garden frontman Darren Hayes, is profiled as a "Where are they now?" after making the Out 100 in 2006. Hmm, not liking that so much.

See the list, so far, here.

Ricky Martin's Gay? God, Next Thing I'll Hear The Sky Is Blue

On his web site today, Ricky Martin decided to set the earth's axis spinning in reverse, by sharing a shocking revelation: Yes, that queen is a homosexual. What next? Paul Lynde? Rock Hudson? George Michael? Tom Cruise? Nathan Lane? Clay Aiken? God, is the whole world gay?

Like so many before him, Martin chose his day of reckoning with great dignity: "Hmm, my career is screwed. I need some publicity in the worst way. Hey, let me finally come out, even though everyone saw those beach photos with my boyfriend three years ago."

He writes,"This was not supposed to happen 5 or 10 years ago, it is supposed to happen now. These years in silence and reflection made me stronger and reminded me that acceptance has to come from within and that this kind of truth gives me the power to conquer emotions I didn't even know existed. What will happen from now on? It doesn't matter. I can only focus on what's happening in this moment. The word "happiness" takes on a new meaning for me as of today. It has been a very intense process. Every word I write in this letter is born out of love, acceptance, detachment and real contentment. Writing this is a solid step towards my inner peace and [a] vital part of my evolution. I am proud to say that I am a fortunate homosexual man. I am very blessed to be who I am."

I'm just thinking that jasdtv... oops, I nodded off there for a minute! This took him 38 years? What a wuss. Is that silence that I hear the world's ambivalence to this latent news flash?

Grammys... LIVE BLOGGING!

READ IT ALL RIGHT HERE, COOL CATS... MINUTE-BY-MINUTE COVERAGE...
11:25 p.m. Album of the Year, at last: My prediction, just below... SURPRISE!!! It's Taylor Swift, after losing everything to Beyonce tonight. I'm actually pleased, even though Gaga should have won, just to see that Beyonce finally lost... THE BIG ONE.

11:15 p.m, during 10 minutes of commericals. Okay, leading up to Album of the Year... Taylor Swift lost Song and Record, so it's looking like Beyonce is clear to ruin the year in music, with a win. I wanted Gaga, I predicted Swift, but now it seems clear that the Grammy voters (not including meese) were seduced by Beyonce's 10 noms, believing that nods merit "yes."

11:11 p.m. Why is Quentin Tarantino talking like he's a man of color? And when did he get fat?

11 p.m. The dead people, finally! Mentioned to Liz D. that her buddy Les Paul must be featured... and he's getting full-on treatment. Uh, where was Patrick Swayze?

10:59 p.m. Maxwell is fine, but this performance is bland. Roberta Flack just amped it way up, co-singing her "Where Is the Love." So, so nice.

10:46 p.m. Ricky Martin... still hot in that closet of his. My favorite award, Best Female Pop Vocal. I so wanted Pink to take this one home. Beyonce's win is a(nother) low point, for a popular entertainer who is not a talented vocalist. Thought Swift would win, for sure. One big zero.

10:42 p.m. Dave Matthews is performing. "I love him," Liz D. says. "I can't bear his voice," I respond. "I like him a lot," Liz says. "Well, you're wrong," I say. Leonard contributes, "He sounds like Paul Simon." Meese: "Well, there you go. I can't stand Paul Simon's voice, either." Caroline simply tells me to stop smoking. I used to be such a nice boy.

10:36 p.m. Neil Portnow announces the Clive Davis Theater... I just knew we'd never get through this telecast without mention of his name, since he wasn't able to rally a nod for Whitney Houston's flop comeback.

10:26 p.m. Andrea Bocelli and Mary J. Blige are singing "Bridge Over Troubled Water." I'm not convinced this is a good idea. She sounds wondrous. He's a slight bit absurd. Man, is Mary J. selling it. The whole "U.S. saves Haiti, cause we are the world" theme is getting on my nerves. I was in Turkey when the earthquake occurred—but it was only when I returned to the States that I was bombarded with America's posturing about being the savior of mankind. We are one nation among hundreds that are lending assistance. 'Nuf said.

10:18 p.m. Best Rap something. Jay-Z won. How could he not? Nom'd for three of the five. Anyone but Justin Timberlake & T.I.

10:14 p.m. Bon Jovi... with Jennifer Nettles of Sugarland... fabulous. I predicted to the room that the fan fave had to be "Livin' On a Prayer." Sure 'nuf. This is fun.9:52 p.m. Lionel Richie, intro'ing Michael Jackson tribute... my Celine Dion, Jennifer Hudson, Usher, Carrie Underwood, Smokey Robinson... and MJ... "Earth Song." That was fucking spellbinding... along with Gaga and Elton opening the show, I feel redeemed at devoting these three hours of my life.

9:45 p.m. Wow, that commercial break lasted a good 20 minutes. And yet the Ameriprise ad was five times more watchable than Peas or that goddamn mess with Jamie Foxx... Taylor Swift is going to attempt to sing live again... oh my Lord, even with this quiet song, where she doesn't have to project, she is ghastly... even flatter in tone than her chest... Stevie Nicks looks good, huh? I've nothing against Swift as a hitmaker/songwriter, but my heavens, at her age, isn't it all downhill from here?

9:33 p.m. Rock Album: Green Day. No contest. Well done. Chris O'Donnell looks absolutely beautiful. Zzzzac Brown is performing. Why is the big guy screaming? I might have to pee in my gin and drink it... that'd be less punishing. Leonard remarks that Leon Russell looks like Rip Van Winkle. Caroline is cutting our desert fruit tart. Won't have drink my own urine, after all.

9:17 p.m. Norah Jones cleans up good for a frumpy housewife. Record of the Year: I'm paralyzed... Kings of Leon. Thank god. I wanted Gaga, but anyone other than Peas. That would have been the ultimate blemish for the year in music... oh, wait, I spoke too soon. Jamie Foxx and T.I. and a bunch of grotesque figures are threatening to short out the TV set. I'd laugh if I weren't crying so hard.

9:09 p.m. Some lady just said that the Comedy album category "doesn't require musical talent." Ha, ha, ha, neither do the music categories... wait, that's not funny. Is the millennium over yet?

9:05 p.m. Why does Joe Jonas look like "Where's Waldo?" Let's face it, without his looks, what do we have here? Lady Antebellum performing. I'm gonna try to pee, even though I don't really have to.

8:54 p.m. Miley Cyrus proves she never got past the sixth grade by saying "y'all" twice in five seconds... Now the Black Eyed Peas are "performing." Thank heavens I refreshed my gin while Zzzzac Brown was accepting BNA (below)... I'm explaining to Leonard that this noise is now considered "pop music." He's looking at me as if I'm suffering from dementia. Granny rapping from Fergie is amusing in its sheer audacious awfulness, but my ears are beginning to tremble... uh, oh, I think my inner tubes are collapsing. Keith Urban is applauding, but looks like he's thinking, "One-way ticket to Nashville. Stat!"

8:46 p.m. Best New Artist... empty category that I used to care so much about. Sheena Easton/1982. Zac Brown wins, as expected. The room here—Liz D., Caroline, Leonard, me—say nothing. In fact, I assume the world just either went to pee or to refresh cocktails. Zzzzzzzac Brown...

8:30 p.m. Seal. Love him... Pink performing "Glitter in the Air," the song that Perry Payne dedicated to Carlton in her performance at Metropolitan Room last year... mesmerized... Who ever thought she would become a class act? 30. Gorgeous. Liz D. just said, "That was quite the performance, young lady." Among the most credible acts of the last decade.8:27 p.m. Beyonce takes the stage. I actually like "If I Were a Boy." It has a melody. Good shoes, girl. Now she's singing Alanis, "You Oughta Know"... oh, honey, uh, uh. I'll say it again: Fine entertainer, but let's not confuse dat with LeAnn Rimes, Christina Aguilera, Celine... singers.

8:25 p.m. Best Country Album: I'll just type in now, before they say it out loud. Taylor Swift... Okay, sorry, after winning 347819375 awards in 2009, her breathy humility is not exactly convincing. (P.S. Never wear your hair up again, honey. Your face resembles a moon pie.)

8:14 p.m. Jennifer Lopez has never looked more beautiful... wow-sa... Green Day with some people that I've never heard of, singing "21 Guns" as if it were a Broadway anthem for the gays. Oops.

8:11 p.m. Song of the Year... Gaga, Maxwell, Beyonce, Kings of Leon, Taylor Swift... Beyonce begins her takeover of what is now going on-record for being a year in music as bad as it sounded on radio... Her total win already: five awards out of 10 noms. NYC is worried about a terrorist trial, while Beyonce, the shrill shill, is now voted as the year's top singer. Lord have mercy on the free world.

8 p.m.! Akon intros Gaga! I'm elated. Conjuring Freddie Mercury as she goes into "Poker Face." Spent much of 2009 dissing her... now I'm a believer... except, do we always have to see the kootycat?... It's Elton! Singing a duet on "Speechless," which so needs to be her next hit... into "Your Song." This is fucking fabulous... an event. iTunes, please... will be looking for it tomorrow.7:57 p.m. Ryan Seacrest... you know, I don't know that he's so much a closet queen as wholly asexual. I'm not convinced that he has ever had an erection... Rihanna looks like a pre-plucked chicken.

7:44 p.m. Lady Gaga reveals her first outfit of the evening. Fabulous and outrageous as ever... and thankfully, it hides her cucumber-sized nose.

7:41 p.m. Watching the E! pre-Grammy show... Kesha was just interviewed by Giuliana Rancic, whose head is oddly larger than the Times Square New Year's ball... the trailer-trashy 22-year-old singer of "Tik Tok," is the new-generation whore. Fergie can finally surrender the crown.