Ranbir Kapoor had dared to drop his towel in Saawariya when the censor board decided to play spoilsport. But(t) it is too little, too late. The t2 girl gang draws up a wish-list of dream men and hopes to see more of them, without their... inhibitions!

George Clooney: When his wax replica was recently unveiled at Madame Tussaud’s, London, it was mobbed by scores of salivating women. It left him blushing — not really, because a George Clooney waxwork is not as good an actor as the original — with leftover lipstick marks from all the kisses that were planted on his lifelike cheeks.

Need we say more? When a wax image of a man — that too, fully clothed — can move women to assault, what violence can be inspired by the real thing, in the flesh and in the buff? From ER to Syriana, we have seen him grow as an actor. From Confessions of a Dangerous Mind to Good Night and Good Luck, we have been floored by his director’s turn. We have watched in awe as he has campaigned against genocide in Darfur. We have been enthralled by his hair, turning from pepper and salt to salt and pepper, never to be sullied by deceitful hair dye.

Now we want him to dumb down. Just for one fantastic Full Monty moment.

Kunal Kapoor: Chiselled cheeks, long locks minus the junglee effect, that dimple. Kunal Kapoor is one of the few actors blessed with rugged good looks matched with a disarming boyish charm. He could have been sculpted by Michelangelo — the lines flow so well. He set female hearts aflutter ever since he strode on to the Indian screen with Meenaxi — The Tale of Three Cities. Though the film fell rather thanda at the box-office, this 6’2” hottie was noticed (and not just for his acting prowess!) by girl gangs, who started off with “Who is he?”. As a favour he bared his lean torso and sizzled as Aslam in Mehra’s Rang De Basanti (remember the scene where DJ and gang unbutton their shirts and wave at planes) and also made his lip-lock debut in Pradeep Sarkar’s Laaga Chunari Mein Daag. The camera romances him. Going by the choice of his films (his forthcoming is Aaja Nachle), he looks experimental, willing to take his chances.

Will he dare? To bare? Let’s keep our fingers crossed and eyes wide open.

Brad Pitt: He has posed nude for Playgirl. And in many films too. But Brad Pitt’s recent decision to turn over a new leaf and act more “responsibly” for his family and kids has sent producers scouring for a body double and left his fans with worry wrinkles. From the time that he left home to answer the call of the wild in Legends of The Fall to when he traded bullets and kisses in Mr & Mrs Smith, Brad has been eye candy of the highest order. Brad in the buff is worth a Pitt stop. Brad going undercover is a real Pitty.

Milind Soman: We have seen him in the nude in the Tuff shoes ad with his then girlfriend Madhu Sapre, with just a python for strategic company. But we want Milind Soman without the serpent — and definitely without a girl. We have a setting in mind for India’s first male supermodel and sex symbol, who is also an ace swimmer, to reveal himself. We want to watch him as he emerges from the water like Daniel Craig as James Bond , but we want our Milind to go further, like Botticelli’s Venus. There can’t be a more Superhit Formula for love — or rather lust.

Rahul Khanna: The actor — who endorses PETA and a better environment and yet refuses to make himself freely available, only allowing glimpses of him in an ad here or a guest appearance there — is a tease. He knows how women of all definitions want to stalk him — and then he has to post this on his blog from New York. “Dear WB (White Bitch), At this time each year, I check out of my apartment in the city and check into a cottage on the secluded beach you live on. For the next few weeks, this remote stretch of coastline becomes my base. This year, however, I find myself uneasy... And you’re to blame…

I see you shyly checking me out from your sand dune as I watch the dolphins frolic on the horizon every morning…But now you’ve gone too far. When I woke up this morning, my swim shorts that were drying on the clothes rack outside my cottage were gone. Don’t try and deny it, I know it was you. The prints on the sand are distinctly yours. I really don’t know what to make of this. I’m getting such mixed signals. On one hand you’re constantly making eye contact and checking me out but you never want to meet. Then you run off with…my shorts…Please stop messing with my head. We could really have something special. Yours, The bare-assed*** guy in the blue cottage.”

All we want to do is grow four legs and become a little white bitch.

Hrithik Roshan: Piercing eyes. Sharp features. Long locks. A disarming boyishness. But above all, a to-die-for body. Hrithik Roshan, simply put, is beautiful. A stickler for fitness, Hrithik has spent many an hour in the gym to get that dream body. After all, it is the stuff that dreams are made of and has women — from six to 60 — going weak in the knees. From his debut in Kaho Naa... Pyaar Hai (that black transparent netted top, the rippling muscles, uff!) to his latest romp Dhoom:2, Hrithik’s beautiful body has been as much in focus as his histrionics. So much so that one could see those pulsating muscles even beneath that unflattering robe in Krrish. And with a body like that, we don’t really mind him modelling for innerwear. What makes Hrithik the perfect candidate for a Full Monty? He leaves women curious. He can be your smouldering sex symbol one moment and turn on the boyish charm the next. (And yes, he doesn’t go all over town talking about his six pack)

Gael Garcia Bernal: The idea of male screen nudity has been synonymous with the Mexican dreamboat Gael Garcia Bernal ever since his first feature, Alfonso Cuaron’s Y Tu Mama Tambien. And no one’s complaining. He is the reigning star of ‘R’ rated Latin American features, so much so that the Promotion of Community Standards in several countries tried to ban his films. But how can looking at Bernal be breaking the law? Not bumpy, but smooth; not hard, but delicate; not macho, but beautiful — Bernal is sublime. And talented. Like a powerhouse. He appeals equally to men and women. He does to a Pedro Almodovar film what pepper does to a spicy Gazpacho soup. You can never have enough of him. He is too much.

John Abraham: If there’s anyone who can set desires flaming, it’s Bips’s catch. They may keep breaking off, but they’re back again, because Bipasha knows they don’t make ’em hotter than him. The rest of us can at best see him strip to his boxers in No Smoking and then fantasise...

Now, if only I was the mirror in the bathroom scene. Here’s John, in the act of removing his body-fitting tee, with his hands above his head and the strong muscles of his shoulders in play. He rubs his fingers across his rugged chin, while with the other hand he carelessly tosses the T-shirt to the floor. The muscles on his broad chest tighten as he walks towards the bathtub. He is getting rid of his jeans and in one swift second, he has stripped to his boxers and under the cold shower. He gasps under the shooting cold and he is wet and I (as the mirror, of course) am wild. It’s so unbearably hot that it’s utterly delicious.

And yet they call the film No Smoking.

Johnny Depp: He is the quirky guy, the thinking woman’s man — with the sexiest drawl, intense eyes behind designer frames, hint of a troubled childhood, a burgeoning career as rockstar, an offbeat repertoire from Nightmare on Elm Street to Edward Scissorhands to the effervescent and inimitable Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean to his fabulous portrayal of Willy Wonka with a slightly sinister and slightly effeminate edge. His uber/retro/metro sexuality makes him more interesting than your average Hollywood sun-kissed blond beachboy type. The fact that he has a great butt, owns an island and pulls off lines with that half-smirk, half-smile, can charm away every argument that requires him to behave decently. Don’t. Please.

Those who shouldn’t strip

Abhishek Bachchan: We’ve seen enough of Small B

Amitabh Bachchan: We’ve seen even more of Big B

Anil Kapoor: Our hair stands on end at the thought

Shah Rukh Khan: The six pack is yuck

Himesh Reshammiya: At the most, can take off his cap

Michael Jackson: Has even stripped himself of his skin