5 Senses… Perfect Skies

Touch
Smell
Hear
See
Taste

Those are our five senses, those are the gifts God gave us to help us appreciate life.

If you’re in Houston right now and you’re reading this, step outside and just take it in. The wind, the perfect Fall sky, the moon. It’s a night that shouldn’t be spent alone. A night that should enhance our senses. The touch of her skin, the smell of her hair, the sounds of her voice, the connection with her eyes and the taste of her lips.

That’s what Fall nights like this should enhance.

I often times forget how blessed I am to have all my senses. To be able to close my eyes and still feel her hands on me. To be able to be miles or days away ans still see her radiance.

For all my romantic traits and gentlemanly qualities I’m a fan of visually nasty, of vocally freaky, of physically stimulating. My senses aren’t just here to help me live, they’re here to help me LOVE.

There’s a saying that says ‘He helps you take your clothes off but once it’s over you put them on alone.’ I think those guys are idiots. Watching her slide her panties back on, helping her fasten her bra and button her shirt. That’s intimacy, that’s desire, that’s struggle… The struggle not to rip it all off her again.

The sky is perfect tonight.
My imagination is perfect tonight.
My desire for wanting more is epic tonight.

My ‘her’ is elusive and that’s fine. I’ll drink this drink, jam this music and watch the elements enhance my senses around me.

Smile…

‘Smile… it’s the second best thing to do with your lips.’ – Anonymous

The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart. Author: Helen Keller

One quote represents all the sex appeal in the world in the simplest way. The other quote goes deeper, it speaks about what we all know but can’t really put our finger on. And that’s that the best feeling in the world isn’t really a touch or whispered words but it’s a feeling.

A feeling that is unexplainable, it could be your heart skipping a beat, it could be goose bumps. It’s different for each and every one of us but it’s the same. Because it’s a feeling that’s unique to the heart. I’m a romantic by nature, I love Love songs and poetry, dinner dates and long conversations. That’s just cool to me and that leads me to what this Thursday afternoon note is about.

Sex Appeal…

Sex appeal refers to an individual’s ability to attract the sexual or erotic interest of another person, and is a factor in sexual selection or mate choice. The attraction can be to the physical or other qualities or traits of a person, or to such qualities in the context in which they appear. The attraction may be to a person’s looks or movements or to their voice or smell, besides other factors. The attraction may be enhanced by a person’s adornments, clothing, perfume, hair style, and anything else which can attract the sexual interest of another person.

Sex appeal is more than a short skirt or a tight blouse. It’s more than a woman licking her lips or a man winking. Even though I suppose it depends on how the man or woman looks. Sex appeal is both underrated and overrated at the same time.

It’s underrated because sex appeal can make up for soo many flaws. It’s literally in the eyes of the beholder. What’s sexy to one man may not be sexy to the next.

It’s overrated because what attracts you may literally be the only thing you’ll ever have in common with that person. A girl has a big ass and dimples, I smile at her, she smiles at me. As soon as we start to talk I realize she’s not what’s up. The sex appeal was there but it’s almost null in void.

One woman told me that she should be able to turn me on sexually with a kiss and a couple of words.

Another told me that all she has to do is sit next to me.

And the funny thing is, they’re both right.

Sex appeal is the key to the lock, it’s the smile that leads to the hello that leads to the kiss that leads to the clothes on the floor.

Sex appeal is the “goodbye” that turns into the, “don’t go” that turns into the clothes on the floor.

Sex appeal isn’t just about sex, it’s about the intimate moments that take place when you don’t even know a person.

Personally speaking, I’m a fan of all things sexy, all things flirty. I love lips, there is nothing that turns me on more than a woman that has a nice laugh, a sensual laugh. A friendly smile that’s erotic at the same time. For me sex appeal is a perfect color on her nails or a pair of earrings that go with bangles on a pretty wrist.

Details matter to me and there are so many details in a smile.

A Great Smile= Great Sex Appeal

I’m sure everyone that’s going to read this has an amazing amount of sex appeal and I’m even more certain there are a million people that appreciate it.

I actually have a person on my friends list that has the perfect smile and I was going to use her picture for this note but I can’t at the moment. I’m sure you know who you are, so enjoy that smile, it’s flat out sexy.

You all enjoy tonight, the weekend is simply one work day away!!!!

Demez F. White

Three Friday the 13th Date Nights

This picture really has nothing to do with the title of the blog but I figure every marriage started with really great date nights.

So we’ll go with that concept.

Date Night One

A 15 or 20 dollar bottle of vodka, 15 or 20 dollars worth of groceries. Stuff to make tacos and ice cream. Make sure to get her favorite and something sweet and fruity to mix the vodka with. Some fresh raspberries or strawberries to mix into the drink, it adds flavor and style. She’ll appreciate it. Light some candles, go on On Demand or Netflix and watch scary movies cuddled on the couch. It’ll be a great night, fear escalates the heart rate, fast beating hearts produce passion. Not to mention old movies bring back fond memories of our youth.

Date Night Two

Richard Perry will be at Fedora Lounge tonight. He plays modern jazz, basically R&B songs on a saxophone. The rain outside, drinks flowing and a live band setting it off. She’s been in the house all week because of the weather. Wearing ugly shoes as to not fall n her heels. Let her get sexy, drop her off at the door and park the car. Saxophones are just sexy instruments and love songs scream (car sex) so enjoy the night, enjoy being an adult.

Date Night Three

Go to the gym together. Help each other stretch, jog together, sweat together. Stop by Subway on the way home. Play domino’s or cards or monopoly and just be competitive and listen to music. Be kids, cheat, play fight.

Any of these will work on the city of Astronauts and Candy Paint 🙂 I need to get back to work now, be careful out there today. And remember, there’s someone out there thinking about you right now.

Five Symptoms of Having It Bad…

ImageSo my iPod and cell phone are both down to dangerously low levels and I still have about twenty minutes before these crews pick up these set ups and go enjoy their weekend. So I decide to cut on the radio for the first time in about a month and I hear…

Usher ‘You Got It Bad’ and like magic I thought of something to write.

I’ve experienced real love and heartbreak in my life. Real fear at the thought of never talking to someone again, you eventually shake it and move on with your life. But you’re never the same, it changes you, it makes you harder. It makes you look at every potential relationship like a sharp knife that you have to be extremely careful with.

So if you’re experiencing any of the five things I’m about to name you need to head to your nearest liquor store and drown your sorrows. Or shoot yourself in the foot to ease the pain but I wouldn’t suggest that because then you’d have a limp and limps are just not sexy. Especially in 2012.

Or you can just call the person and tell them you miss them and hope for the best J.

Five: Every time your phone goes off, a text, call or email you take a good thirty seconds before you look at it hoping it’s her. It doesn’t matter if it’s President Obama on the other end telling you that he’s really your father or Oprah wanting you to try out everything on her ‘Favorite Things’ list. If it’s not her you look at that phone like it’s the most disgusting thing on earth. You actually don’t even want to answer because you’re mad at the person that got your hopes up. If you’re experiencing this you have it bad my friend!

Four: The radio is your worst enemy, your iPod is your mortal enemy and CD’s have no place in your vehicle. Why do you all of a sudden have beef with music? Because there isn’t a song that comes on that doesn’t remind you of some aspect of this woman. It could be something slow that actually speaks to your broken heart or it could be some one-hit wonder rap song that has nothing to do with her or the situation but you’ll create a connection in your mind and cut the radio off soooo fast!!! It could be Jeezy and Wiz talking about Homicide and you’ll still get mad. Music is unlike any other art form because words will always relate. If you all of a sudden want to wear earmuffs in June to block out the radio reminding you of her… You have it bad buddy…

Three: You start to forget all the bad things about her and hold every other woman to this imaginary standard that Michelle Obama or that new hot chick on Single Ladies couldn’t even live up to. It’s like all her sins are forgiven and all you want is for her to call and say ‘I miss you,’ or ‘I love you.’ Women that are cool as hell and fine as ever don’t even get call backs because anything they do that’s not like she did it is unacceptable. When you get to this point all you can do is hope that you’ve known her for less than a year because then you only have two to deal with the frustration and pain. Any romance longer than two years and I hate to tell you but you’ll have it bad for a long time.

Two: You start to actually feel sick. I’m talking losing weight and not eating, sleep becomes impossible and your body is just tired all the time. Ambien, Tylenol PM, Percocet, liquor, none of it works. Because you’ve convinced yourself that the only medicine you need is her. If you’re this way, then ask your grandma to add you to that prayer list at church because you’ll have it bad until at least Thanksgiving when food just becomes too tempting.

One: Social Networks!!!!!!! Anyone that has any ties to her what’s so ever, you delete. Friends, family, that little thing on the side that says, ‘my ex boo likes Master card.’ You delete all that because any reminder of her makes you want to punch a wall. And not the fake punch where you know you aren’t going to hurt your hand or the wall but an actual punch where you need ice. I don’t really mind saying I’m a social network guy, I have most of the readers I have because of Facebook. I write a story, people share it, people want to be tagged… so on and so forth. So for me back when I was “having it bad” the thing I loved most which is writing became really hard because every time I was on the internet I would run across someone that had a tie to her. All I could do was delete them and write my way out of my funk.

At the end of the day if you are currently experiencing any of these traits you have it bad and just accept it and hope that she doesn’t get married before you get over her. I’d hate to read a FB post or tweet about people getting shot at a wedding.

You all enjoy your weekend and kiss someone before Monday, kisses make life better!

                                                                                          

Definition of a Date..,

One: man calls woman and asks her out. Woman accepts and man calls the night before to confirm.

Two: man picks woman up from her home and brings some sort of ice breaker/thank you gift. Flowers, candy, an edible arrangement. Something that shows his appreciation for her accepting.

Three: date must consist of at least two events. Dinner and a movie; drinks and a sporting event. A concert and dinner. Two events, preferably in two separate locations.

Four: conversation should flow, neither party should spend too much time on a phone. Flirting should be in abundance but respectable.

Five: quiet moments are fine as long as they’re comfortable quiet moments. A hand on a thigh, a smile while sitting at a light. Awkward silence is the death of dating.

Six: the man should walk the date to the door and receive a kiss or a hug. Maybe he gets invited in if the moment clicks.