Note: I wanted to put out a series of posts that follow a similar theme, to provide women with a personal view into the mind of a man on a series of topics. The aim is to allow you to understand what is going through our heads as men (or at least my head) on certain very intimate acts like fingering, eating pussy, and penetration. I especially explore the thoughts that come to us in the moment while the act is taking place. These will be tagged #one mans perspective
So, as promised, you are going to get an earful of what I find to be absolutely sexy as fuck and what is just downright repulsive. And guess what ladies – most of it has little to do with what you look like.
Now I’m not speaking for all men.
I wouldn’t dare do that, because too many men are fucking idiots, especially on this topic, yet there are plenty that see things like me, so don’t give up hope just yet.
Nope, there are some shallow fuckers out there; they are the same assholes that guilt their girls into getting boobs jobs or humiliate them for eating when they are hungry. Now, before the Boob Job Demo blows up my inbox, just know I am not saying there is anything wrong with implants by the way; just do it for yourself if that makes you feel better inside. Not for some fuckin’ guy.
Nah. Fuck those guys that make it all about appearance – you don’t want those shallow idiots in your life anyways because their issues run deep.
Yet still, I’m speaking for me on what I find sexy. What I find to be downright unbelievably irresistible. The qualities in women that I just cannot live without. What makes me so fucking weak that it is just downright pathetic. And I’ll touch on some topics that stick in your heads all the time,
First up – Brains, Confidence, and the Ability to Laugh. I’ve realized that I am a sapiosexual, and to add to that, I am extremely turned on by self-confidence and wit. To me, nothing is hotter than a woman who believes in herself, brings something to a conversation, and can laugh with you. Without those things, I just would never be able to get past it.
Do you know how fucking annoying it is to crack some wise ass remark for it all to fall on deaf ears? Or to constantly have conversations about the fucking Kardashian’s some other dumb Us magazine topic when I’d rather hear about Tolstoy’s War and Peace because I just don’t have the patience to read it.
Fuck yes. Cliffs Notes me, you sexy bitch.
All this “is my ass too big” shit is so damn unimportant in the grand scheme of things. Women beat themselves up relentlessly and it is sad to see because the things that matter to the kinds of men you want to attract are not superficial to begin with.
And I am not saying don’t take care of your body.
The hottest thing about a woman who takes care of her figure is a simple fact that she is not lazy and gets off her ass to do it. Results are not nearly as important the act of trying. Spin class and smoothie rituals and a general disdain for the Golden Arches is just downright hot because it says one thing loud and clear – I care about myself.
Same with work ethic. You can be a stay at home mom or a career woman but lazy doesn’t fly no matter what you do – lazy is just downright hideous.
So, I guess I’ll dive full-fledged into each little thing I can think of right away and let the chips fall where they may.
Weight. This topic just sucks to write about, but it’s a reality that we all deal with this concept in some ways, so I decided to hit on it first, and rip the band-aid off. Maybe we’ll all will find solace knowing that “Nearly three-quarters of American men and more than 60% of women are obese (BMI > 30) or overweight (BMI > 25).” So, at least our fat asses are not alone, right? Life is too damn short to hurt your body more by stressing out over this crap – there is a lot worse things in life you can be than a bit chubby. Fuck, as soon as do I side profile in the mirror I tell myself “dude, wtf?”. Yeah, I could stand to lose quite a bit too, but this post isn’t about me. Whew. That would be uncomfortable.
Sometimes I wish I could reach into the minds of the readership and plant a seed, and right now that seed would carry with it the idea to stop fuckin’ beating yourselves up over this one. It really is more in your head than ours. Some of the sexiest people I have ever seen or known were way past that of the Ideal Weight Calculators, which are pretty hard to get to. If I hit my recommended weight I’d look like a boy. Fuck that. I’ll eat healthier and work out and always reach for better health. Be happy and proud of who you are and develop habits to be healthy. That is so much more sexy than hitting some dumb number.
The Ughs. I don’t know what to call this group of things that trouble so many of you, but it’s basically stretch marks, wrinkles, and all those little stupid things, whatever they are, that every human has. Any guy that doesn’t see these as accents of your overall beauty as a person is an idiot. Stretch marks tell me you lived. Wrinkles tell me you lived. Scars tell me that you lived.
And your life – is what is hooking me in. It is your essence as an individual – the beauty in your stories. The mind that you have. The hard times and the good ones. That is what is so damn sexy.
Ass & Boobs. Seriously tits and ass should matter as much as hair color, which is not at all. What the fuck is wrong with our society that this somehow has gotten into women’s heads as a matter of importance. Don’t get me wrong – I love tits and ass – I just love them all. Little A cup tits and big double Ds – to me it is just representation of your feminine form.
You ladies are so fucking sexy just being ladies.
You don’t need a huge rack or a Kardashian ass to improve your sexy rating. Not in the least. Remember – it’s all about your attitude, sweetheart. It always was.
Being a Lady. There is just something so unbelievably debilitating to us men about you embracing your feminine side. I think it is what separates you from us Neanderthals with the Y chromosome – that essence of being a woman.
Fuck, it weakens me to even write about it.
Your scent. Your perfume. You soft bat of the eyes. Your giggle. Your waking up in the morning and doing your hair and makeup. When you shower – it’s that feminine soap you buy. That lotion and oil you apply afterwards when I know you are naked, just being a woman.
Most idiots never take the time to even tell their own women how sexy this part of you really is, so here I am, telling you – all those little things you do to be a woman fucking matter. And you when you get into the habit of not doing them – it really fucking matters. Sorry but daily sweatpants and a bun gets old as shit real fast and tells me you don’t care, so why the fuck should I.
Real Sexiness. As mentioned above, 99% of what is so damn hot about you women is what you do – not what dress or cup size you rock.
Read a fucking book and shut off Bravo. The Real Housewives are rotting your brain. Netflix and Chill should be seen as a slippery slope.
Read. Learn. Grow, as a human being. For fuck’s sake – evolve.
Work as you mean it. Parent like you are trying to outdo everyone else. No matter what “it” is – give a fuck.
An effort in life, making people laugh, being happy, caring, and having a sense of self-confidence about you. That is what is sexy.
At least to me.