The singer-songwriter, who has previously shared his anti-aging secrets, was recently spotted at a glamorous event.

Ricky Martin stepped away from the classic black suit, but it was his facial appearance that truly captured fans’ attention, stirring up a buzz online.

At the LACMA Art + Film Gala, Martin wore a sleek sandy taupe suit by Bottega Veneta, paired with a black turtleneck and coordinating black shoes. He was styled by Douglas VanLaningham.

Ricky Martin’s ensemble stood out as he posed alongside other celebrities. While he looked dashing in his suit, fans couldn’t help but focus on his facial appearance.

Online users had a lot to say about Martin’s facial features, with reactions that ranged from surprised to admiring. One viewer remarked, “He looks like AI now. Such a shame that celebs destroy their faces like this.”

Another wondered aloud, “Why are all these celebrities ruining their good looks, what happened to Ricky’s handsome face…..😮.” Some fans were taken aback, with one stating, “Nope nope it looks to me like he had something done to his face 👎.” Another fan agreed that his face had changed, “Yes!! Exactly, I did not recognize him.”

In contrast, others were thrilled by his fresh look, with a fan cheering, “Wow you look great and much younger!!! 😍” One admirer gushed, “Handsome as ever. I like it without beard, it looks younger. Beautiful !!!! Ricky [sic].”

Others loved how great he looks in his 50s, with one commenting, “This is crazy, he’s just unbelievably handsome… 👀 Like at ANY age!” Another fan chimed in, “Handsome as always but you definitely need the beard back🤠” Another person complimented him, “You are definitely the most gorgeous Man alive…..no duda mi Rey❤️❤️.”

Martin has been open about his simpler approach to anti-aging in his 50s. While promoting his comedy series “Palm Royale” in May 2024, Martin revealed that he had shaved for an entire year. He took this step to portray the charming attendant, Robert, inspired by Carol Burnett.

This transformation contributed to his youthful, fresh-faced appearance. When asked about his secret to a younger appearance, he replied, “Old melanin and good living. I can drink a lot of water. No drugs or alcohol. Maybe that’s what it is.”

Martin delved deeper into how he takes care of his face and body, recalling the struggles he faced with his skin during puberty. He explained that adding makeup to his skin issues made things worse, leading him to eventually start a self-care routine.

Now, he relies on several tools to maintain his complexion, such as drinking alkaline water, using eye pads, applying antioxidant moisturizer, and gliding ice cubes over his skin to boost circulation. For his hair, he finishes his routine with a spritz of Blind Barber sea salt spray.

Martin also added a matcha-infused ampoule from Kumiko to his routine. This is a skincare brand he’s partnered with. The actor believes self-care is all about self-love, and adds that taking care of oneself is, indeed, sexy.

Meditation has also helped Martin stay rooted in himself. He used to feel overwhelmed by the events in his life but when he discovered meditation during a trip to India years ago, it helped him find peace.

Today, even as he prioritizes parenting, he still carves out time for himself, waking up early and using the Headspace app to center himself. He noted, ” I wish I could be in lotus position for three hours a day. But 15, 20 minutes, half an hour… it really makes a difference.”

Through his dedication to self-care, Martin not only maintains his youthful appearance but also embraces a philosophy of self-love. He also proves that taking the time to care for oneself can be both rejuvenating and empowering.

Besides prompting netizens to swoon over his svelte physique, Adam Lambert has been promoting his Broadway role in “Cabaret.”

Powerhouse performer Adam Lambert, 42, recently left mouths agape after he was spotted out in New York City donning a striking blue suit that accentuated his slim figure. The Hollywood star, who has opened up about his weight loss journey, sparked a wave of online commentary from people who saw photos of his appearance.

Lambert, who dazzled in a chic blazer, formal pants, a long-sleeved blue top, black platform shoes, and stylish sunglasses, headed to the “Today” show to discuss his Broadway run in “Cabaret.”

In addition to online images, the “If I Had You” artist posted a short TikTok clip of his appearance on the show. Lambert’s video, which featured a playful narration explaining the events of his day, displayed him entering the studio, touching up his makeup, speaking with the co-hosts, and autographing one of the walls inside the venue.

Upon seeing the media of the “American Idol” alum, netizens wasted no time in flooding social media comment sections with praise for his appearance. “He looks fabulous. 😍,” swooned a fan, while another gushed, “He’s looking good!”

Compliments continued with comments like, “Adam you look amazing and so happy ❤️🥰,” and “Can we just take a minute to appreciate your beautiful face? We need skin care routines and tutorials please [sic]! Stunning!”

Many also made direct references to Lambert’s weight. “he got thin looking good [sic] 🥰🥰🥰,” commended a fan. Another admirer opined, “Thin, good hair colour [sic]. Look nice.”

However, not all the weight comments were positive, as some asserted their beliefs that the “For Your Entertainment” singer did not lose weight through natural remedies.

“Mounjaro is in the house! Hooray!!!” remarked a facetious Facebooker. Similarly, another netizen echoed, “#ozempic I hardly recognized him!” “Stop the Ozempic man! You’re developing the Skelator face 💀,” urged an Instagrammer.

Earlier this year (2024), Lambert went on Instagram Live, where he divulged details about his weight journey, which included a confession concerning how he lost weight.

“I’m dropping some tea on you guys right now. I’ve been on Mounjaro for the last uhm, I think, what, eight months,” disclosed the musician.

He then went on to reveal that he lost almost 60 lbs, adding, “I feel amazing! I feel — I still eat, but I eat lighter, and I eat less.”

Lambert also shared how his blood sugar level was very close to being the same as someone with Diabetes before he started using weight loss medication.

“My blood sugar was not in a good space, and that’s when this came up with my doctor. We started talking about it […] I went on Wegovy first, and that gave me, like, the worst acid reflux. It was really — that wasn’t good for me. That didn’t feel comfortable,” explained the singer.

However, after switching to Mounjaro, Lambert said that the symptoms he was struggling with went away. Additionally, he clarified that he has experienced no side effects as a result of using Mounjaro, emphasizing that he instead feels “incredible.”

Switching gears slightly, the “Whataya Want from Me” musician discussed his previous relationship with food. “I know that growing up when I was heavier, I was eating to like — I was eating my feelings, as they say. I was emotionally eating, for sure,” shared Lambert.

He went on to disclose how he combatted the stress he would feel from traveling and experiencing jetlag by eating. Lambert said that by using Mounjaro, his relationship with food has changed for the better, noting how his digestive system feels “more regulated.”

During another moment in the video, Lambert stated, “For me, personally like, being able to fit into clothes that I couldn’t fit into or buy clothes that I really like — you know I love clothes, so that’s been really exciting. And […] me feeling better in my own skin and feeling more confident only helps me with my work.”

He highlighted how losing weight also helps him feel more motivated and “excited to be seen.” “So that helps me. So therefore, it helps you guys because I’m more pumped and motivated to make new music and to perform for you guys, so it’s great,” reiterated the performer.

Lambert mentioned how the journey has positively affected his mental health as well. Making another revelation, the star disclosed how he used to be on anti-depressants for a while, but was able to slowly wean himself off the medication before using Mounjaro.

However, he admitted, “Listen, I have occasional anxiety moments. There are bad days and good days,” before clarifying, “but overall, I feel good.”

Lambert’s candid revelations come years after he said that he maintained his physical health with the help of a personal trainer, regular Pilates, and frequent hikes.

In a past interview that he conducted with ET in 2015, the singer expressed, “I just physically feel better when I’m working out more.”

Lambert also said he felt comfortable with his body before adding, “It feels good…and all this pop music business, they’re taking pictures all the time. I don’t want to look like a fat slob, you know?”

Aside from the revelations he has shared about his physical and mental health, Lambert recently shone a spotlight on his career endeavors. During his appearance on “Today,” he shared insights into his exciting role in “Cabaret.”

After co-host Al Roker asked Lambert what made him want to be a part of the show, the artist noted how his role was one of many that he had on a shortlist of characters he wanted to play. He noted his interest in the character’s “weird and wild, and wonderful” personality traits.

“It’s a bit of an abstract character. He’s kind of like a narrator. He welcomes the audience in and then guides them through this story,” added Lambert. He went on to contextualize the story of “Cabaret,” which transports the audience back to the early 1930s in Germany.

“So it’s really a story about, you know, freedom and individuality, and expression, and how that can get yanked away if certain energies, politically, take power,” stated Lambert.

When asked how he put his own “spin” on the character, Adam Lambert shared how he channeled the German version of himself, which garnered a few chuckles from the hosts.

Additional topics discussed in the interview included Lambert’s past theatrical roles and musical career, including his performance run with the legendary band Queen.

After losing my wife, my family stopped visiting me altogether, but the neighborhood children became my comfort with their frequent visits. Once I got tired of being neglected by my own family, I decided to make them see the error of their ways.

Seventy-eight years on this earth, and I’ve learned a few things about people. I know how they’ll hug you close when you’re useful, then forget you when you’re not. But I suppose, after years of sitting alone in this old house, you either grow bitter about it or figure out a way to laugh. I decided to laugh and maybe teach a little lesson while I was at it.

I’d been mostly alone since Ellie, my dear wife, passed away 17 years ago. I can still remember the quiet in the house after the funeral, a silence that filled every corner, pressing on my ears like cotton.

I thought, surely, family would fill some of that emptiness. After all, we’d raised three kids together, watched our six grandkids grow up, and even welcomed two great-grandkids. Surely, I thought, they’d be around. But a man can only hope…

But hope and reality don’t always shake hands. Months turned to years, and besides the occasional holiday card or awkward phone call, my family all but disappeared. I’d watch out the window, see the neighbors out with their kids, and hear the laughter that belonged to everyone else but me.

And then, like a gift from somewhere up high, the neighborhood kids started coming around! Ben, Sasha, Emma, and a handful of other kids would peek through my gate, and eventually, they’d trickle in, one by one!

At first, it was just a curious visit, then another, and before I knew it, they were spending whole afternoons with me! They’d bring cookies they’d baked (or tried to bake), ask for stories about when I was their age, and share secrets they’d never dare tell their parents!

They were noisy, messy, and my joy! On my last birthday, I had ten kids and their parents crammed around my little table, the former singing off-key and eating too much cake! It was the best birthday I’d had in years!

One chilly afternoon, Ben looked up at me with his big brown eyes and asked, “Mr. Stewart, where’s your family? Do they come to visit you?”

I smiled, patted his little shoulder, and said, “They’re busy kiddo. Everyone’s busy these days.”

“That’s sad that they can’t make time to come hang out with a kind old man like yourself who always has a big smile on his face.”

That night, alone with my thoughts, the truth felt heavier than usual.

I’d been a good father and a decent enough grandfather, but time had made me just another name on a holiday card, a number in the family tree. And that’s when the idea struck me.

If they wouldn’t come for birthdays or holidays, well, maybe they’d come if they thought they’d missed their last chance!

I decided to teach them a little life lesson that they’d never forget. I was done being nice!

A few days later, with the help of the kids who were delighted by the mischief, I put together invitations for my children and grandchildren. Of course, I got the children’s parents’ permission first for this project.

“You are invited to the memorial of Stewart Ellison,” the invitations read, with the date, time, and local venue set for the following Saturday.

I made sure to add a little hook at the end: “Someone in attendance will be announcing the division of inheritance.”

I knew my family wouldn’t ignore that!

The morning of the “funeral,” I dressed in my best suit, straightened my tie, and headed over to the cemetery with the kids, who were practically bouncing with excitement.

“You really think they’ll show up, Mr. Stewart?” Emma asked, clutching a handful of wildflowers she’d picked.

“Oh, I reckon they will, Emma,” I chuckled, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves myself. “Nothing like the word ‘inheritance’ to bring people together.”

We set up in a little clearing by the local cemetery’s edge, where I’d arranged a few folding chairs and a small table. I sat a bit far from there shielded by large trees, surrounded by my little band of loyal friends, and hid as we waited.

Soon enough, I saw cars pulling in, my sons and daughter, their families, and even a few cousins and distant relatives I hadn’t seen in years! They looked around, unsure and uncomfortable, and it struck me just how foreign this place must seem to them.

Then I saw my eldest grandson, Jack, and his siblings, Anna and Diane, coming down the path. The sight of them brought back memories of summers at the lake, Christmas mornings, and the way they’d pile into the house, filling it with noise and love. But those were memories from another life…

As they got closer, my family looked at each other, confusion on their faces. Finally, when everyone was there, the neighborhood children and I rounded the corner, and my family finally saw me… very much alive, very much smiling.

The expressions on their faces were priceless! Some stared, mouths open, while others glanced around as if hoping this was some mistake.

Diane was the first to speak. “Dad? What… what is this?”

I sat and leaned back in my chair, hands folded, trying not to laugh. “Surprised to see me?”

“Yeah!” Jack exclaimed, letting out a stunned laugh. “You’re supposed to be… I mean, we thought you were…”

“Dead?” I finished for him, smiling warmly as I started my speech. “Well, not quite. But I wanted to see how quickly you’d all show up if you thought you’d missed your chance.”

They all looked at each other, uneasy, and the weight of their silence hung in the air. I decided to break it before they grew too uncomfortable.

“Look, I know life gets busy. Jobs, families, hobbies… it’s a lot. I understand that. But it’s been seventeen years, kids. Seventeen years with hardly a visit, hardly a word.”

My voice softened. “I’ve been alone for a long time. And if it weren’t for these kids here,” I gestured to Ben, Emma, and the others, “I’d have spent my last years in an empty house, waiting for you to show up!”

I could see the guilt settling in on their faces, and I felt a little sorry for them, but not enough to back down. This was a lesson they needed to learn. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my trusty old calculator.

“Now,” I said, holding it up, “since you all came for the inheritance announcement, let’s get to it. I’ll be dividing what I have based on how much time each of you spent with me in my last few years.”

The calculator clicked on, and I tapped a few buttons for effect, relishing the tension.

They stared, wide-eyed, as I started calling out amounts. Cousin Amy, who’d never visited once in the last five years, got nothing! My daughter and sons each got nothing too, causing everyone to gasp in shock!

Then I turned to the kids. Ben, Sasha, Emma, and the rest watched me, innocent and clueless about the whole thing. “Ben,” I said, grinning at him, “for all those afternoons you spent listening to this old man’s stories, you’re getting $90,000.”

His mouth dropped open, and the rest of the kids gasped, unable to believe their ears.

“Are you serious, Mr. Stewart? That sounds like a lot of money,” he whispered, eyes wide.

“Dead serious,” I replied, feeling a swell of pride. “Every one of you kids gets a portion of what’s left, from $30,000 to $90,000. You earned it!”

My family looked around, astonished, as they watched these neighborhood kids light up with joy and disbelief. Diane let out a small, sad laugh.

“I can’t believe it,” she said, more to herself than to me.

I turned to Anna, my youngest granddaughter, and pulled out a small, framed photo of her sitting on my lap when she was little, laughing like she didn’t have a care in the world.

“And you, sweetheart,” I said gently, handing her the frame, “you get this. It’s worth more than money. This is the best gift you ever gave me.”

Now grown, she took the photo, tears brimming in her eyes as she ran her fingers over the glass. The rest of the family watched, a little teary themselves, realizing what I was trying to say.

Finally, I took a long look at all of them.

“Let this be a lesson, kids. Family isn’t just about the blood you share. It’s about the moments you make together, the love you give, the time you spend. Don’t wait until it’s too late.”

Jack stepped forward, putting a hand on my shoulder.

“We’re sorry, Grandpa. We really are. We’ve been… well, we’ve been lousy.”

I nodded, patting his hand.

“I know you are, son. And I forgive you. Life’s too short to hold grudges.” I glanced over at the neighborhood kids, who were still buzzing with excitement. “And you lot, you’ve made this old man’s last years the happiest they could be! Thank you!”

With that, we all gathered around, and for the first time in years, I felt like I had my family back, both old and new! And as I looked around at their faces, I knew this lesson would stick.

Stewart was able to teach his family a valuable lesson and in the following story, a woman did the same thing to her mean neighbors. After they threw their Halloween junk on her lawn, she took revenge against them, leading the Home Owner’s Association to get involved.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

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