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Thursday, February 25, 2010

Too sexy for your party, no way I'm disco dancing...

Let's talk about sex appeal for a minute. I don't know about you, but I've never considered myself to be a sexy person. You'd never find me in the pages of Maxim, or stopping traffic with my killer strut. There are some women that you look at and they just exude raw attraction. They're the textbook 'sexy'. But I can only speak for myself when I say that that will NEVER be me. So can I still be sexy? Truth be told, I look like a flippin' 12 year old and have the curves of a board. Not exactly sex pot material. But hey, I work with what I've got.

Then there's the issue of being seductive....BAH! You know the part in movies where the couple is about to bow chika bow wow and smoosh? The girl is wearing butt floss and will do something sexy like crawl across the bed with this 'come hither' look in here eyes. Then she'll whisper something all flirtatious to reel him in...DUDE! Yeah friggin right. First off, I'd have a major wedgie. Second of all, I'd probably get caught in the sheets and fall off the bed. Thirdly, when I try that 'come hither' look I end up with an 'I have to poop' look. And lastly, I'd forget to say something coy and end up saying what I was really thinking like 'Did I tivo Modern Family?'. Seduction at its finest...or not. My version of seduction is shaving my legs and popping a tic tac. Done and done.

{Pretty sure this hotmess stops traffic! His milkshake brings all the boys to the yard!}

But this got me to thinking...what is your version of sexy? What do you think of when you hear the word sexy? What makes you feel attractive?

I've come to realize that for me it's not about looking like a Victoria's Secret angel or oozing with seduction. My take on 'sexy' is CONFIDENCE! It's about being comfortable in my own skin. It's about confidence in who I am. I'm a hyper, off the wall, jeans and tee, speak my mind kind of girl. And I own it. Do I look like I'm walking the runway every time I leave the house? Abso-friggin-lutely not. And I embrace that. I've found my inner love kitten. She's in my sense of humor. In my fierce protectiveness. In my Chuck Taylors. We all have a love kitten in us. We just have to find what brings our sexy back.


Now dish folks...what makes you feel sexy? What do you think of when you think of 'sexy'?


**check back tomorrow for answers to your questions!! photo from perezhilton.com**