Initially, Latin music critics were less enamored. Offended by his stub-bled chin and his habit of performing in jeans and a T-shirt, some wondered in print if he even showered. "I told them I did—every Sunday," Iglesias, who turns 23 this month, says with a laugh. But with sales of his first two albums topping 10 million worldwide (not to mention a Grammy), the 6'2" Madrid-born singer can look any way he pleases. "Except when I'm on TV," he says, "I don't care."
That attitude extends to diet (Big Macs and Chicken McNuggets) and sports. "He's a risk taker," says his manager Fernan Martinez, describing a recent water-skiing accident in which Enrique took a wide turn and slammed into a mangrove tree. "I had, like, 40 stitches behind my left ear," recalls Iglesias. "I was lucky."
He's also not worried about time taking its toll. "I think men get better-looking as they get older," says the single Iglesias, who lives in Miami. "The maturity makes you more of a man."
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