Men Options

I have learned over the years that what I see and like is often not the best thing for me. Handsome, sexy and flawless is a lot of times unstable, lost and trying to get it together.
At some point we must find a way not to base so much emphasis on the outer appearance of people. There has to be some kind of attraction, I know. But how superficial are we that someone that is shorter or older or grayer or balder or lighter or darker is given the cold shoulder from jump.




Honestly, my girls and I discuss how our options are becoming slimmer as we get older and wiser. I am in Atlanta and there are many sexy, prominent, wealthy, insecure, cheating ass dogs, they are too young, too old, married, selfish, set in their ways, beautiful and gay or secretly go both ways. What the hell is a woman to do? Our options are dwindling to non-existent. Every one, if they are honest, wants to find love and happiness. There is only so much sexing, lying, sneaking and cheating that one can do. It can be fun for a while, but soon wears thin.
If a woman decides to try open the door to other options, another race, that is a battle that she must determine whether or not it is worth fighting. But remember, we all want to be loved. And how much control do we have over who we fall in love with. The body will get what it needs and wants.

Beauty Beholder

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, is an idiom that has to be true. As human beings we visualize things through our mind's eye. Enjoying the way a woman sashays and swings her hair and hips as she walks can make a man totally forget the fact that her grammar is lazy and hood. The way a man emits something we call 'swagga' can blind one of his three women as she succumbs to his deep dimples and smell of cologne to forgive him one more time. The melodious vibration of a bow gliding across a cello's string can take you to a mystical place and remind me of fingernails on a chalkboard.
Memories, fantasies, hopes, dreams, movies, desires, wants and many more variables determine what we consider beautiful. When we find something beautiful, we really want to have it, touch it, feel it, see it, own it, and just be around it. What we will compromise to have those one or two beautiful things in life that make us happy or think we are happy.
What does your appetite have a taste for at the time? Does our perception of beauty change as does the weather or the days of the week? What triggers our need to gravitate to something beautiful? Are there flaws in ourselves which seek out in attempts to compensate for what we are lacking or can add to what we are to make us feel complete?
How beautiful are you? What do you use to make this determination? Is it right or wrong? Can you build the foundation for your world on something that you perceive as beautiful?