Simple Story

Forgot to breathe?

Check.

Unable to look away from her eyes?

Check.

Smile to melt the ice caps?

Check.

Today, for a lucky minute and a half, I was in the company of a drop-dead-gorgeous, I would do incredibly stupid things for you, amazing girl. (Jump off a pier, cocaine, sky-dive, bull-fighting, surf-dolphins, etc)

Sometimes I fail with girls because I'm not quick enough on the draw, not thinking fast enough or too insecure with my approach to go for it. In this case, none of those things happened, I just didn't realize what had happened until she had left. Like a traffic accident where I got hit by a bus, wasn't until after she left that I was all, "Oh, wait... whoa."

I think she was wearing this leopard print shirt, bunched up near the bottom, a jacket of some sort, some jeans and tall dark boots. Her hair was slightly frizzy but it fit her well but I may be totally wrong about all those other things because when I looked at her face I suddenly got lost.

Now before I annoy you too much, dear Internet surfer. I must confess that she was not at all the "Socially accepted, choose-your-Men's-magazine, super-sexualized" hottie.

This is what is so amazing about human attraction - for me her beauty is an indescribable and intangible - I'm not sure what it was about her that made me, upon her departure, be left with only one word upon my lips (Wow) but it was nevertheless powerful.


So the kicker is, I'm almost positive my friend-girls would all judge her as 'cute' or 'super-cute' or some such but there is no doubt in my mind that she was drop-dead-gorgeous, beautiful girl.

It just makes me want to put that out into the universe. Just because you aren't the typical definition of hot, you aren't the magazine hot or whatever you may very well be some guy's "Wow." Her smile, her confidence and style rocked my world.


I think of my little Gator's friends who have insecurity (Gator is quite self-assured, I try to remind her as often as possible not to let it go to her head.... even if she is, without a sliver of a doubt, the most attractive of all her friends... by leaps-and-bounds). I think of those girl's who go, "Oh, I'm only cute," or don't feel like they make the cut and I want to shake them and say, "Your beauty is someone's hot!"

Don't beat yourself up for not being skinny enough, pretty enough or whatever enough... how about you beat yourself up for not being the best you? Healthy? Fit? At ease? Confident?

And if you do that then I feel confident that every once in a while some jackass guy might come along who thinks your 1-in-a-hundred-million. He might not actually be worth your time (Hi!) but it will happen.

I really can't imagine I'll get the chance to see this girl again but, dear universe, I hope so.

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