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.
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