I love myself some Robert Pattinson. This is not a secret. It is not even like a billboard on the side of a relatively deserted road... It is well-known, well documented, and well... ridiculous. (I know it is) And it does make me seem a little insane and maybe, just maybe... it takes some shine off my Sexy. And I'm sorry for that- I'm a little sorry that it may somehow hinder my ability to "snag" a man ultimately and yet, without a real guy around what's the harm in fantasy? What's the harm in loving Bobby P?
I don't know that there is any "real" harm to it. Eventually I will outgrow this tiny fire I walk around with (currently on my key chain) and RP (and Twilight) will become part of the pantheon of hilariously embarrassing things I've enjoyed in my life-time (BTW, did anyone else see Emilio Estevez on Two and a Half Men?!) But right now, I feel silly and yet still hypnotized by him. Maybe it is more dangerous to "crush" as an adult because your expectations of love kind of mold your insanity. Like why a 22 yr old British guy now? Why a dirty, artsy, string-bean of a man-child, when I am like a SuperWoman in my own right? Why does he appeal to me and is this my brain's way (and my heart's way) of saying try something new spazz and maybe reap the Sexy results!
I have never really found "artistic" guys attractive. They are usually a little too sissy poet for me and require a lot of emotional work and are more moody than I am and are totes flaky. In essence, they hit a little too close to home (except I am not FLAKY and I do not abide it!!) and in response, I find myself drawn to uptight lawyer types (gross!) with hidden emotional baggage. So maybe now my brain is all "Change it up!! Do something different, love a new kinda man... Love someone more like you!" And maybe I should listen and use Bobby P as a poster-child (I mean man, poster-man) for what I want out of a guy these days.
Is it Sexy to figure out what works and doesn't work for you, HELLS YES!! Maybe Robert Pattinson and I are not meant to be, maybe he is like a hot-mess and any guys like him can only be good for ONE thing (over and over again), but maybe that's what my brain wants. Or maybe I'll discover that a hott, creative guy who's giggle makes me wet (sorry!) gets that obsessions and emotional vomit and enthusiasm over nothings are what makes life kinda worth living... Maybe I need someone to really understand my Sexy and leave it be instead of laughing to themselves in a condescending way and shaking their heads over my "lovable" insanity. So here's to obsessions and me and you and Charlemagne. Here's to being your Sexy self and not the "wacky" one to his (or her) straight man. You don't want to love a man (or woman) who thinks you are his/her Whimsical Fe/male... You want to love someone who engages every part of you and gets every part. Don't sell yourself short and listen to your head (and heart), even if they are telling you to love a man 10 years younger than you that you will never meet (I kinda did!). It's ok... Sometimes to be Sexy, we all need to take a leap of faith in ourselves.
Sexy Holiday Tip # 517: Create a Sexy Mix Cd for your friends as a cheap and thoughtful gift... but make it Awesome. Pick your favorite tunes that make you happy, sad, feel Sexy, etc. Mix it up as much as possible and who care if you throw some Miley Cyrus on there "7 Things" is a great song!!!



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