10-28-2008, 02:31 PM
What a great topic, Dutch.
Initial physical attraction is one thing, but I have a short story about how perceptions can change.
When I was bartending at one particular joint, I had a set of regulars of a divorced couple and their son. They all worked together in a real estate business the father and son co-owned and the mother was the secretary. Brian is the son.
My first reaction to him was, Meh...he ain't ugly, but he's no prize. Not someone I would look twice at. His dad was a stone cold, dead nuts, flat-outASSHOLE.
But Brian was friendly, funny, polite and a gentleman without being a schmuck about it. A nice balance. As I got to know him more, I liked him more. We even went out a couple times - strictly platonic as he was married and I was involved. We just cut loose and had fun. And as time passed, he became more and more attractive to me. It got to the point that when I would see his car pull up at the bar, my heart would give a tiny little skip, and I would covertly watch him as he talked to the rest of the group. He ended up being quite yummy in my eyes!
Sexy is paying attention, not pretending to pay attention. Sexy is being real; not putting on some bullshit front or trying to impress with some outdated line. Sexy is honesty. Sexy is a conversation you can have without ever having to say a word out loud. Sexy is not patronizing or condescending. Sexy is not sexist.
Initial physical attraction is one thing, but I have a short story about how perceptions can change.
When I was bartending at one particular joint, I had a set of regulars of a divorced couple and their son. They all worked together in a real estate business the father and son co-owned and the mother was the secretary. Brian is the son.
My first reaction to him was, Meh...he ain't ugly, but he's no prize. Not someone I would look twice at. His dad was a stone cold, dead nuts, flat-outASSHOLE.
But Brian was friendly, funny, polite and a gentleman without being a schmuck about it. A nice balance. As I got to know him more, I liked him more. We even went out a couple times - strictly platonic as he was married and I was involved. We just cut loose and had fun. And as time passed, he became more and more attractive to me. It got to the point that when I would see his car pull up at the bar, my heart would give a tiny little skip, and I would covertly watch him as he talked to the rest of the group. He ended up being quite yummy in my eyes!
Sexy is paying attention, not pretending to pay attention. Sexy is being real; not putting on some bullshit front or trying to impress with some outdated line. Sexy is honesty. Sexy is a conversation you can have without ever having to say a word out loud. Sexy is not patronizing or condescending. Sexy is not sexist.