Every time I saw someone as hot it was one-dimensional.
Then they proved to be people and that either blew the whole thing on the spot, or turned it into attraction. So no it was never an age thing for me. Experience did change some of the triggers a bit. Then a sulky brooding man in love with his reflection might have intrigued me, now I leave him to his reflection without a second thought
I blame Wuthering Heights for my younger self, Heathcliff was presented as romantic, back at school, yet the man was a raving nutter.
Vier - if you were in your 20s she couldn't have been THAT much younger I suppose as a writer you've played the What If game as a book? If not, you should. It is incredible how much pops up out of your subconscious when you let the what-if story run. I've before now sat back and phewed in disbelief and relief and that was also it, gone, out of my system.
Wen, the younger we are the more we still believe we are the centre of the universe and anyone joining our universe has to play by our rules.
By now we should be absolutely the opposite and yup, some things we've learned but I still put me first, however close a second comes. So I guess I'll be single for ever and ever. Hey.
Afternoon Bogie, and funny thing, when men compliment us we go a bit weak at the knees too. Not the oozy smarmy stuff, or the 'your hair looks nice' but the real ones. You know what I mean.
The lid AND seat of the loo should be down at all times to stop pythons emerging into the house.
Next time try the 'terrible day' and looking stressed and unhappy. Let me know how you get on - maybe, just maybe, one of the lady bloggers would think about it and think hmm, maybe I would worry about my poor stressed bloke instead of trying to prove how much harder my life was.
See, I know it would work on me. Well, I think it would. I have been known to sit some shredded person down (male or female) and rush off to get them something to make them feel better. Now I'm wondering if I was played
Something hinky going on? Last night I idly checked my listed blogs to see if there were recent comments I should be responding to, as I hadn't been looking much on CS lately. I noticed recent viewings. I re-sorted my blogs into last viewed and someone? has been reading all my blogs. I mean, there are a lot of them, over 300, and the viewings were 1 minutes ago, 13 minutes ago, 44, 49, one hour, etc - in the last week, all 300 + have been viewed, in completely random order.
So then I looked at a friend's blogs. Not quite so up to the minute, but yup, all re-read within the last week or fortnight. I checked another. Ditto.
Someone? or something? Is this an auto-check run by the system? Because it's a little - weird.
Apart from being ever so hot, Bogey, and hope you are too. How's France doing on this heat-wave thing? Tropical storms like Ireland, or melting solid rock like here?
Fay, isn't it weird how it can vanish? I am left with pretty much only the ability to sing my Zulu guests to sleep with a lullaby. They'd probably prefer the traditional Spanish way of getting to sleep, too much red wine in too much sun
RE: Women and men..... How we think of "hot'...
Every time I saw someone as hot it was one-dimensional.Then they proved to be people and that either blew the whole thing on the spot, or turned it into attraction. So no it was never an age thing for me. Experience did change some of the triggers a bit. Then a sulky brooding man in love with his reflection might have intrigued me, now I leave him to his reflection without a second thought
I blame Wuthering Heights for my younger self, Heathcliff was presented as romantic, back at school, yet the man was a raving nutter.