I’m So Not Sexy.
Summer has started and so has the tradition of relatives visiting from out-of-state. And with my cousin’s arrival, so has arrived an ah hah! moment. I watched her prance around in a bikini and her not so thin, two babies, and almost 50-year-old body. It didn’t matter an ounce to her that she had some extra ‘details’ that weren’t there when we were in our twenties. Because you see, she’s sexy.
I’m not sexy. I’m okay with it. It took me a long time to realize that some people just are and others just aren’t. Oh, I can sport a pair of ”come f*ck me shoes,” but what I really want to do is take them off and wear socks, because my feet get cold.
I can best prove my point by going back to my college days. I lived with a really sexy roommate. Her hair was big and blonde and sexy, no matter that she is Columbian and looked better with dark hair. She wanted to be blonde, so she went for it. She looked like Shakira and danced like her, too. Very sexy. I dance like Baby’s sister in Dirty Dancing, counting the steps. Not sexy.
And in her sexy Corvette, with her sexy plates that read “FLX4Me,” Claudia had all the sexy guys chasing after her. Yep, my roommate was sexy. She kept a scarf draped over her lampshade, and had about a dozen candles that she burned regularly, so the room was always in the mood. Her sheets were black satin on her king-sized water-bed.
My twin had pretty eyelet sheets that matched my floral comforter, dust ruffle, curtains, and white walls… well, you get the picture. Not sexy.
And cleavage? Claudia wasn’t well endowed, but she worked the push up bra like a pro, and wore it to class, the grocery store, and the study hall along with her animal print blouses, short shorts, and cowboy boots. It was the ’80′s, what can I say? But me? Fuggedaboudit. My girlfriends actually had an intervention to get me to stop wearing turtlenecks and to show off some my assets. They MADE me wear vee neck tees. I felt like such a flasher.
Well, that explains a lot. I love make up and hair and all that girly stuff. But I’m not sexy. Feels so freeing to say it.
How about you? How sexy are you?
Julie said,
June 17, 2010 at 7:16 am
I wouldn’t say I’m sexy, either; I’m comfortable. Me and you, I think we’re the ‘cute’ type. And cute is just as appealing as sexy, in my opinion. I’ve never been the kind of girl who was comfortable showing a lot of skin. Could I? Sure. Do I want to? Not on your life. Don’t get me wrong. I wear bikinis in the summer, but they’re always the sporty, max-coverage kind and include a pair of shorts.
I so hear you on the socks thing. If I’m not wearing running/athletic shoes, I’m wearing a pair of Birkenstock sandals with my toe socks peeking out the ends. That’s actually the first thing I notice on a guy: his shoes. Then comes the ass, of course, but shoes are first. I think they say a lot about a person. I’m a sporty, quirky kind of girl, and my shoes/sandals clearly indicate that.
But sexy? Nope. I wouldn’t call myself that. Although, the last time I went bra shopping and picked up a black silk bra … I felt a whisper of sexiness. Who knows. Maybe it’s all bottled up inside of me, just waiting to break free. Or maybe it’s waiting for the right guy to unlock the secret code.
mariadeangelis said,
June 17, 2010 at 7:42 am
Hi Julie!
Thanks for reading my blog. I agree, you’re cute. I love the line about the guy finding your secret code! You’ll find someone who thinks toe socks are the sexiest thing! Hahaha! I think you’re gorgeous and natural. That’s what makes you so appealing. I think we attract good guys too.
Ohhh! Black silk is sexy! But, I hear you. For me, and probably you, that whisper of sexiness goes a long way, since in real life we opt for comfort. I wonder. If someone is sexy all the time, what does it take to feel really sexy? Hmm?
authorgracemeadows said,
July 3, 2010 at 8:15 am
I don’t believe that sexy is something you buy or wear. Sexy is a feeling that we’re all capable of having.
mariadeangelis said,
July 3, 2010 at 9:07 am
You, Grace, are sexy! I’ve seen your blog!
I am very capable of feeling sensual and of writing sensual scenarios. But the way I present myself isn’t very sexy. And you’re right, it isn’t something I buy or put on that makes me feel that way. It’s my brain. And you’d be shocked and awed at he hedonism going on there! I feel more comfortable keeping it hidden from most people. So, maybe it’s an illusion that I’m not sexy. Hmm?
authorgracemeadows said,
July 3, 2010 at 8:13 pm
You said: You, Grace, are sexy! I’ve seen your blog!
I reply: Ah, thank you so much for that. : )
And I add: Embrace who you are — it’s all okay.
You said: So, maybe it’s an illusion that I’m not sexy. Hmm?
I reply: And, as a writing sister, I would like to encourage you to explore this answer.
authorgracemeadows said,
July 3, 2010 at 8:14 pm
Oops…or is a question…: )