Tumgik
polijakefim · 26 days
Text
 24-nov-2017 - Travis Fimmel GQ Australia , men of the year
1 note · View note
polijakefim · 2 months
Text
Travis Fimmel 🧡
Tumblr media
6 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 2 months
Text
4 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 2 months
Text
Travis Fimmel 🧡
5 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 2 months
Text
F  L  A  U  N  T
TRAVIS FIMMEL
Tumblr media
Girl's Gotta Eat
There are paths seen and unseen. There are paths taken. There are the Midwestern housewives who sit at home, who formerly popped bennies and ran topless through every jam band show at the local amphitheater. There are the vagrant, longhaired transients who receive stares as they push their cart of nothings around sweaty Southern towns, that formerly received stares only because they were professing at the front of a philosophy class. There are the attention-deficit young men, oft chastised for their inability to focus, but given open creativity, become playwrights and screenwriters. There are the balladeers. There are the celebrities. There is the you. There is the me. And there is Travis Fimmel, sitting in a hotel room in Vancouver, freezing his balls off. His is a story of barefooted farm boy turned bare-bodied model turned actor.
“It’s bloody cold,” he says in a relaxed Australian drawl. Of course it is. Fimmel grew up helping out on the family farm in a small town on the fork of two rivers in the middle of sunburnt Australia. He’s currently in the benumbed west Canadian port city filming Duncan Jones’ Warcraft: a film of epic proportion and expectation. But despite the video game-based spin-off, one gets the feeling Fimmel is the kind of lad who would much rather be chopping wood than mashing plastic buttons on a gaming controller. “I’d never heard of it,” he freely admits.
The path begins. When I ask about his early foray into Australian-rules football, he concedes what stymied the course, “Yeah but I sucked at it, man, I was very bad.” And thus he skipped the sporting life and tried college, “I didn’t pass any classes becauseI didn’t end up showing up—I was doing project managing for construction, like a foreman. Architecture and commerce [was the] main part of the course, I didn’t really want to go to college, I was just trying to fill in time…but then I ended up going overseas.” Fimmel wasn’t meant to be a paper-pushing desk jockey; just as Paul fucking Newman wasn’t meant to sling charred chicory at nine-to-fivers. With those baby blues and gilded locks it wasn’t long before Fimmel was modeling, most notably for Calvin Klein and most times wearing not a stitch. Previously Fimmel has played down his years of modeling, crediting favorable lighting, advanced cameras, and Photoshop for his looks and success. In fact, it’s speculated—and blatantly obvious upon viewing—that Fimmel was the inspiration behind Samantha’s washed-out brick-bod lover—“Jerry” Smith Jerrod—on Sex and the City.
The path winds. “Wound up in L.A., got into an acting class and then that’s where I started acting. I had no idea, never wanted to do this stuff, still don’t really want to do it, mate,” he admits. Fimmel is even-keeled, he exudes a thoughtless vibe, and as much as Fimmel plays it all down, one even has to question how hard he worked to get to his current status. Sometimes his nonchalant nature can come off as arrogant, and it’s easy to imagine he’s often misunderstood, but couldn’t care less; he’s just riding the wave. At first, Fimmel took jobs everyone in Hollywood thought would pay dividends but floundered [see: WB’s Tarzan] until he grew a beard and started swinging an axe. Ah, the farm boy swinging the axe again. It’s in History Channel’s Vikings that Fimmel found his niche, receiving acclaim for his portrayal of the contemplative but merciless, Ragnar Lothbrok, a deep-thinking maniac from Viking Age Europe. There is a swagger to his character that is maintained somewhere within Fimmel. When I ask about his association with Ragnar, he states, “Every guy that I know that fights is always the quietest guy in the room; I just try to think more than talk. You’ll always learn more by listening rather than being the loudest guy in the room. And whatever you do, you do because you enjoy it, so I try to make my character enjoy fighting.”
The path straightens. And so we find ourselves back in that Vancouver hotel room, freezing our balls off with Fimmel, as he’s in the midst of shooting the biggest film of his career. With all the aloofness Fimmel radiates, it piques one’s interest to know what he really is passionate about: “Farming, mate. That’s whatI want to do. I love the country. It’s hard to explain. When you grow up in the country you just enjoy it so much. I love animals and I love trees and anything country.”
And, lastly, that beard that’s quickly becoming his trademark: “It just grew I guess, I couldn’t for ages. I would have loved to grow one when I was a kid, I would have loved to have gone to prom and school and shit with a beard.”
Nothing to do with shedding the barefaced image of your Calvin Klein days? “[Audibly scoffs] Shit. I couldn’t grow one then. Otherwise I would have had one.”
That would have been a different path.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
17 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Oh.,. Travis… And now that we are going to have dinner?? 🤭😁😋 🎣🐟👑
17 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Travis Fimmel Ranch Life Santa Clarita
Travla Beer 🚀 🏏 Let's go rockets!! ACT Rockets congratulations! 👏 congratulations on the win 🥇🏆
11 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
You were very reluctant to model underwear in the first place.
TF: "Definitely. Would you wanna stand up in your underwear? It's just all like a big bet to me: 'I dare you to run down the street naked, for a hundred bucks. That's all it is to me, mate."
Must take a lot of confidence, nonetheless.
TF: "Takes a lot of weed and alcohol. Nahahah! Don't write that! There's no confidence standing up there in your underpants. Don't think I was like, 'Bring the facking shit on!' I've got a towel round me until the last minute."
Half the population of Planet Earth is discussing your crotch.
TF: "Yeah! It's pretty funny. Thank God for computer enhancement. Technology, huh?"
You're saying there's some jiggery-pokery involved? The world wants to know if you 'tampered with yourself before the shoot.
TF: "No." (Giggling head off) "I don't give a shit! They can say whatever they want!"
Current speculation on the size of your dick when
erect is eight inches, maybe even nine.
TF: (Pausa gigantesca) "Ojalá lo fuera. Ojalá lo fuera. Jejejeje! Gaaad. ¿Qué tonta es la gente hablando de esa mierda? Hay algunas cosas más importantes en la vida que hablar de una modelo. Gaad, me hace reír a carcajadas". . Mientras sean las mujeres las que hablen de mi entrepierna".
What are you wearing?
TF: "Pantalones de chándal y una camiseta. Una camiseta que dice (ruidos de violín, hablando en su pecho), ¿qué es? 'Dios hizo a Adán y Eva, no a Adán y Steve""
It does not.
TF: "I promise you it does."
You can't wear a T-shirt like that and not expect a punch in the face, quite frankly!
TF :"There's no way I'd walk outside with it! I dunno where it came from, I slept in it! Don't write that I had this T- shirt on! It's the only one I had, y'know? I wear it to bed! Gaad. I shouldn't have told you!"
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
13 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Cosmo Girl All About Travis
a cool new magazine for teens
October 2002
Tumblr media
NAME: Travis Fimmel
SIGN: Cancer
BIRTHDAY: July 15, 1979 BIRTHPLACE: Australia EYECOLOR: Blue-green HAIRCOLOR: Blond HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: Skinny
AGE AT FIRST KISS: 21
AGE AT FIRST BROKEN HEART: 3
FEARS: Shallow water. And people who can't tell when I'm being sarcastic.
TURN-ONS: Light switches. Oh, and girls who recognize when I'm joking.
TURNOFFS: Lying, any kind of lying.
FAVORITE BOOK: Thesaurus
FAVORITE MOVIE: "The Shawshank Redemption"
FAVORITE SONG: "Under the Bridge", Red Hot Chilli Peppers
LIFELONG DREAM: To always be happy. THE LAST DREAM I HAD: Was last night.
IF I WERE AN ANIMAL, I'D BE: Wild PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE: Just Travis FIRST THING I NOTICE ABOUT A GIRL: Her personality
FAVORITE PLACE IN THE WORLD: Home WORDS TO LIVE BY: Water, Food
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
AUTUMN SCENERY
Yes you have seen this pensive Culie before; He's Travis from the CK Calvin Klein ads including him in our Sexiest Guys in the World issue was a no-brainer But speaking of brains. this Aussie's not only gorgeous, he's Quite the quick-witted bomedian too. Har hot plus hilarious. Any takers? Photographs by Stephen Danelian
turn
Tumblr media
10 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
FHM collections 2002
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
12 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
Meet Travis the Aussie who's big Down Under BRIEFS ENCOUNTER THAT CHANGED 'CROC DUNDEE' KID'S LIFE As he scanned the Los Angeles horizon with just $60 in his pocket and beaten-up old shoes on his feet, newly-arrived Travis Fimmel had little idea of what fate held in store for him.
Just a year or so earlier, this latter-day Crocodile Dundee was running barefoot around his family's dairy farm in Australia and tearing about the bush on a motorbike.
Now Travis, 21, was on the verge of fame and fortune - but old habits die hard. As he walked into the offices of LA Models, he realised that he had instinctively slung his tatty trainers over his shoulder.
He needn't have worried. Model booker Paul Nelson cast a professional eye over the muscular torso topped with an angelic, boyish face - and signed him on the spot.
"He had a beautiful face, a very funny personality - it all clicked," says Nelson. "We helped him out with money and a place to stay. We believed in him from the beginning."
That was last April. The young man who used to milk cows to earn pocket money was months away from one of the biggest deals with Calvin Klein since Kate Moss made her name at the fashion house.
THE extremely well-endowed Aussie, now 22, is on a six-figure deal to front the underwear campaign that has sent ripples of desire and envy throughout the population.
Gazing down from a giant billboard in downtown New York, Travis is an Adonis clad in skimpy white briefs. His image is plastered on billboards and in magazines worldwide. A week ago, he was in London's Selfridges autographing underwear for fans.
But when he opens his mouth to speak, the words that come tumbling out are not in sync with his sex-symbol status. In his Aussie drawl, he says frankly of the huge poster: "I don't look at it, man." He is also quick to laugh off the idea of being an object of desire for many women - and some men, too.
"Can't take it seriously, mate. Embarrassing. Funny." Then with a cheeky smile, he relents saying: "It's good, it makes a lot of people happy."
There is no holding back the Aussie bluntness. He says of new boss Klein: "You'd think he'd be stuck-up but he's just so down-to-earth. He's rich as f***, though."
After appearing in a Jennifer Lopez video, he described the diva thus: "She's got a fat a*** but she's very nice." As for his instant success and the underwear shoots: "I felt like a p***k. I was very self-conscious I have to say, mate." Still, at least he did them. He once declared: "No way, mate, I'm not wearing jocks."
These days Travis has more "jocks" than he can use. Along with the year-long contract comes a supply of Calvin Klein pants: "I've got 500 pairs of them at home. I only have to wash about once every two months."
Travis grew up on his parents' remote farm 26 miles outside Echuca in Victoria. The youngest of three brothers, he worked on the farm and rode around on motorcycles and hunted foxes.
Proud mother Jenny says: "He would disappear and camp out for the night. Even now, he jumps on a motorbike and heads out to see what's been happening on the farm." She offers some insight into why her son is dismissive about his good looks: "He was small, the little guy, so it doesn't suit his character to make a big deal about his looks."
At 17, Travis moved to Melbourne to play football and study sport management at university. But hopes of a sporting career were dashed when he broke his leg.
It was while working out in a Melbourne gym that he was spotted by a talent scout from Peter Chadwick Model Agency.
Booker Matthew Anderson recalls: "He never saw himself as a star and I don't think he does now. He is either genuinely not aware of his appearance, or he's just playing it cool. It might be a mixture of both." Part-time modelling jobs took Travis from Melbourne to London. At 19, he dated then All Saint Nicole Appleton. But after a short affair, Travis dipped out of the limelight, dumping Nicole because she was "boring".
It was only a matter of time before he decided to try his luck in America. "Just to see the country," he says. "I keep saying: 'I am not a model, mate. It's just a job to make money to travel'."
After being plucked from obscurity by LA Models, the young Aussie found himself in close proximity to a number of leading ladies.
But his talent for speaking his mind appears to be almost as big as his talent for filling Calvin Klein's new Body Underwear line. He even describes playing the love interest in a Janet Jackson video as "cheesy". Today he lives in LA and is more likely to be found surfing the waves than trapped inside a gym: "I'm the most unhealthy person in the world."
Travis has also been spotted out with Hollywood beauty Meg Ryan, 40. The pair recently dined at Manhattan's Nobu sushi restaurant owned by Robert De Niro. They shared plates of raw fish and giggled like schoolkids.
But we'll have to wait to see whether a more mature woman can tame this wandering Aussie spirit. "Modelling is so boring," he confides. "It's meant to be glamorous but you sit there for ages.
"I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I might go home straight after this. I might go travelling again. My plan is to make a plan."Interview by Emma Hibbs
Tumblr media Tumblr media
9 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Travis Fimmel
May 14, 2003 Joseph Brown
Tumblr media
It’s about 14,000 miles from Opium Garden nightclub in South Beach where this shot was taken, to the farm outside of Echuca, Australia where Travis Fimmel grew up—a lot of ground to cover for a 22 year old (reportedly much younger) surfer, whose presence in a room seems to ignite a sustained tremolo in the private parts of both hetero and homo alike. But then it’s a relatively quick hop when your image is plastered all around the world as Calvin Klein’s new pony-boy underwear model.
Fimmel’s rap sheet is a success story straight out of Hollywood. He arrived in LA with $60 in his pocket, spent $40 of it on a cab into town and blew the rest in a pub. Weeks later after wandering into LA Models flat broke, he found himself in New York standing in front of Calvin Klein and other company executives in his underwear, winning the battle of the bulge hands-down over numerous other male models.
Fimmel’s relatively slender physique breaks out of the mold set by Calvin Klein’s previous hard-pumped poster-boys like Mark Wahlberg, Antonio Sabato Jr. and Michael Bergin, and evidently the new approach is working quite well. Just two months ago the British Advertising Standards Authority dismissed complaints that the Calvin Klein underwear advertisement hanging on the corner of London’s Tottenham Court Road and Oxford Street was “indecent, sexually suggestive and demeaning” —concepts which don’t seem to register here in South Beach. The poster apparently caused “more congestion than usual” according to the Authority’s Head of Road Safety.
Even though Travis is currently working under a multi-million dollar contract with Calvin Klein, he still drives a 1985 Bronco; answers most interview questions with five words or less, and scoffs at celebrity—both his own and others.
During his time as a fixture in the London party scene, his fling with All Saints singer Nicole Appleton, who is now married to Oasis front-man Liam Gallagher ended because “she was boring,” and he says he never dated film star Meg Ryan, even though they were seen dining together at Robert De Niro’s Nobu restaurant in New York. Who do you believe—Travis or Inside Edition?
He also displays his affection for former video clip love interest Jennifer Lopez using a rather quaint, down-home complement, “She’s got a fat arse but she’s very nice.”
Yeah, we know, Travis—isn’t it great?
2 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Outside Magazine, November 2016 | Travis fimmel, Vikings actors, Happy play
Tumblr media
Travis Fimmel’s Minimalist Broasis
Vikings star Travis Fimmel has exactly three possessions: his trailer, his pickup truck, and his horse
I’d been told to meet the Australian ­actor Travis Fimmel, best known for his role as Norse warrior Ragnar Lothbrok in the ­History channel’s Vikings series, at his ranch outside Los Angeles. Given the popularity of the show—four seasons, an Amazon Prime ­release, and season five in the works—I had assumed that Fimmel’s pad would be some secluded midcentury hideout with a well-stocked kitchen and a gym worthy of a broadsword slinger who’d also recently anchored a Warcraft film adaptation that made nearly half a billion dollars worldwide
But the address led to a dusty outdoor riding arena just off the highway, where Fimmel, barefoot in a pair of camo cargo shorts and a surf tee, greeted me from the back of his 15-year-old chestnut quarter horse, Wanker.
“I’m just getting him warmed up so he doesn’t buck you off,” says Fimmel, who is 37 and was raised on a dairy farm in Echuca, Australia. He grew up working in his family’s cherry orchards, camping and fishing with his two older brothers, and surfing behind dirt bikes in irrigation canals. He came to L.A. when he was 21, after being scouted by a modeling agency and dropping out of architecture school. Almost immediately, he was stopping traffic on billboards modeling Calvin Klein underwear
"Among a generation who’ve shunned material possessions, Fimmel has achieved an advanced state of stoic minimalism."
Still mounted, Fimmel led me in my rental car up to his broasis, which, it quickly became clear, was actually a dilapidated 18-foot beige and white Nomad travel trailer parked permanently in the shade of a pepper tree between a water tank and the tack shed. 
“Got it real cheap, over in Phelan,” says Fimmel. “Towing it back, the side panels were flapping, and the back door fell off.” The ranch belongs to longtime stunt coordinator Walter Scott. Fimmel showed up in 2010 looking for riding lessons ahead of a big-screen remake of the 1960s TV show Big Valley. Most of the work around his family’s farm was performed on ATVs, so he was a novice horseman.
“Just ask me about when I first met him,” says Scott. “He says he knew about horses—everything he learned right here, on that horse. Roping and everything. Him and another guy came. He never left.”
The film went down in flames after the director was convicted of committing tax-credit fraud on a previous project, but Fimmel stuck around the stable and now squats there when he’s not traveling. “Out here it’s just good people. No industry,” Fimmel explains. “Just the stunt boys.”
Among a generation who’ve shunned material possessions as barriers to life experience, Fimmel has achieved an advanced state of stoic minimalism. According to him, his only worldly possessions are Wanker, the Craigslist trailer (which now has air-­conditioning), and a red 1982 GMC stepside pickup with a ’73 bed (which does not). ­Before the trailer, he lived in an old Ford Econoline with a pop-up bed. 
“It got taken off me,” he says. “It wasn’t road worthy.” Unlike the cool kids who gussy up Sprinter vans and Westfalias, Fimmel only recently upgraded from a flip phone to an iPhone 4, does no social media, and rarely checks his e-mail. “I’m always getting texts asking why I’m not responding on Instagram or Facebook, and I’m like, ‘It’s not me. You’re writing to some stranger.’ ” 
Fimmel helped me into the saddle, and we headed out for a hack on a trail behind the property, him riding Scott’s horse Josey. It was hot, and Wanker wanted to stop in the shade. Fimmel’s ultimate goal is to save as much money as he can and end up back in Australia on a nice spread—“with three or four wives,” he jokes, though at the moment he says of the opposite sex, “They all hate me, although it’s not for lack of trying. When you do a lot of traveling, it’s hard.” 
He eats what he wants, works out only when he’s forced to, and does his drinking at the local VFW hall. But for a guy who regrets his modeling days and says he wasn’t looking to get into acting—“Still not looking to, mate”—he’s stripped away everything else. If he could, he’d spend three months studying for each of his parts. “You get sucked into it, trying to be good at it,” he says. “I wish you could make money and people never saw what you did. Then you could relax and not care about how bad you are.”
It’s the proper amount of self-hatred for an action hero who’s actually good at his craft—more Viggo Mortensen than Chris Hemsworth. He starts shooting a blockbuster bank-heist film, Finding Steve McQueen, in September, starring alongside Kate Bosworth and Forest Whitaker. 
Fimmel is extraordinarily soft-spoken—introverted, even—for a guy at risk of being typecast as a barbarian. At an interview with three of his Vikings castmates at Comic-Con in July, Fimmel managed to get through the entire Q&A saying exactly zero words. But he’s only now being tested in parts with more range, like his supporting role as a bearded-hipster pickle entrepreneur in the 2016 roman­tic comedy Maggie’s Plan and a loving, alcoholic father in an adaptation of the horse-racing novel Lean on Pete that was shot in Oregon and wrapped this summer. On that project, he ducked out for a few days to reel in his first steelhead with a friend at the mouth of the Chehalis River. 
It was nearly 100 degrees on the trail. The Blue Cut Fire had just broken out in San Bernardino, and disaster-relief crews were a constant presence on the highway. Each of the past three summers, Fimmel has escaped this kind of heat, shooting Vikings in the cold mists of Ireland. The Ragnar role even landed him an endorsement deal as the face of high-end down-jacket company Canada Goose, which photographed him earlier this year among the icebergs of Newfoundland. 
Here, though, it was just really hot. We put the horses up, Fimmel hosed Wanker down, and we went for a Bud Light at the VFW. If any of the vets and bikers recognized him, they didn’t show it. This time next year, it may not be so easy.
Lead Photo: Jeff Lipsky
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
11 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
Tumblr media Tumblr media
travis fimmel
Meet the Aussie boy who scored the dream modelling gig as the 2002 tace land body) of Calvin Klein worldwide.
Country boy Travis, 22, hails from a dairy farm in Echuca on the Murray River in north-east Victoria. He was late for some of his early modelling shoots because he had to stay back to milk the cows with his dad
He didn't take to modelling life straightaway Discovered in a Melbourne gym three years ago, he made his agency promise they wouldn't say who they were if one of his mates answered the phone
So he looks familiar? He played a vampire in the Just Jeans TV ad last year and a cowboy in the video clip for Jennifer Lopez's Ain't It Funny.
He was a bit hesitant about the Calvin Klein job. When asked to go to the casting, he said, "No way, mate. I'm not wearing jocks. But he impressed the judges and became the first male model to bag a six-figure, 12-month contract with Calvin Klein
Fancy your chances? Take note: During a stint in London. Travis dated All Saints songstress Nicole Appleton (in between her relationships with Robbie Williams and Liam Gallagher) When asked why they split up he said. She was really boring"
2 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Travis
Tumblr media
2 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 10 months
Text
Travis Fimmel from the July 12 2003 TV Guide
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
polijakefim · 11 months
Text
Travis Fimmel - Rogue Magazine Cover - 2018
Tumblr media
7 notes · View notes