When it comes to makeup and lipstick my own personal preference as a man is next to none since I really prefer the au natural look – the glow of inner beauty that lights up a dark room like a trillian watt candle whenever she smiles.
On the other hand if she were to dab on some flavored lip gloss such as Peach, Chocolate and or Peppermint; then she’d have absolutely no problem keeping my lips interested in kissing her all night long – even if I have to get up early to go to work.
Now if she were to dab some on all four points of her au natural compass I’d think that I’d died and gone to heaven. 🙂
With the right scent a woman who has cultivated her “inner beauty” and who knows how to smile can quite literally “LIGHT UP” a room far better than any scented candle on the market today.
*Inspired by Lori’s Article: Bottle Lust
When I’m hungry for intellectual stimulation it doesn’t matter what a women looks like, so long as she is smart and kind, doesn’t act dismissively by throwing back her head, rolls her eyes when we disagree and/or begins playing dumb.
But when I’m in the mood for a roll in the hay my sexual preference is for well rounded curvaceous women old enough to consent yet young enough to be my daughter.
When it comes to men and women the first thing I see is the individual – for its their race, culture and skin color that makes them interesting.
As a concept I do not have a problem with women but I will not tolerate a dismissive overbearing attitude from anyone man nor woman. A women does not have to meet my own personal standards for beauty or sexual preference to either gain my respect or to interact with socially.
Nor will I permit any woman who to me has no sexual value whatsoever to roll over me like I might temporarily allow a twenty year old girl with a Dolly Parton figure. On the other hand sexually appealing women with a demanding and obnoxious attitude make me want to gag myself with a spoon.
It’s not the social status or the title in front of an individuals name (man or woman) nor the letters following behind that impresses me. But the knowledge they possess, how they use it and the acceptance, respect and tolerance they willingly and unselfishly extend to myself and others.
I’m now at the age where I would seriously consider marrying a kind and considerate woman who does not meet either my personal standards for feminine beauty nor sexual preference. Simply because five minutes of sexual pleasure is not worth the twenty-three hours and fifty-five minutes of constant nagging, criticism and mind games. That all too often comes along with a woman who is all too well aware of her sexual value and consequently abuses her power over vacuous and empty headed men who unwisely exchange their self respect for sex.