The Sexiest of All
I recently watched a netflix movie embedded in which I found the sexiest person on our planet. At least for now. Maybe tomorrow, for me, a new one will come along.
Probably most of us, all but one person on the planet, have the need to daydream that we are stunningly beautiful or handsome, and so sexy that there is no need to go through any painful long drawn out dating search for sex—merely a wink, when the need hits us, and we get the pick of the litter. Then again, I suspect, maybe if good sex was so readily available it would not mean half as much. Instead of panting with excitement over the opportunity we would more likely enquire “Is this going to take long?” After all there is hardly any need for the urge to have been simmering around for any length of time. Some people have to go to some kind of meat-rack bar for ten times to get a nibble and others just have to smile at anything attractive en route.
What constitutes beauty anyway? Beauty is not likely the same thing as being sexy, albeit there is a gray area here. Sex is more an activity for youth, and with age, the urge may remain, but then the available scenery changes and it takes a good deal of fantasy to make it all that remarkable—the old saying “What’s the matter, you can’t think of anyone either?” Sit in an airport sometime while waiting for a plane departure and count how many people passing by with whom you would like to have sex. Probably it varies a lot with maybe the addicted not too choosy. Maybe sex is God’s idea of a practical joke. Is there any other human activity so outside of reason and logic? At many porn sites there are so many sexual activities available to watch that most people probably wonder if there is something wrong with them, like “Why would anyone want to do that?” And why is there a ‘foot fetish’ and not an ‘ear fetish’ or an ‘arm pit’ fetish? Well, maybe there are for all I know. Ok, I just googled “arm pit fetish’ and there is such a fetish. Maybe we should think twice about wearing sleeveless shirts or sandals where our feet are so exposed. Next time someone finds me so ‘plain looking’ I will compensate by telling them how sexy my armpits are.
How does a sexual fetish originate? If we were at a beach and someone remarks what sexy armpits we have does this mean they are mentally disturbed and we need decide under no circumstances to associate with this person? Let’s face it—sex is simply beyond logic or reasoning. We grapple with it a lot during our life, and maybe the only logical conclusion is the old saying “I don’t care what two people do for sex as long as they don’t do it in the street and scare the horses.”
How meaningful is being beautiful? How important is this to a person’s life? It certainly plays a role in what kind of life partner we end up with. When we see ugly and beautiful at the alter we are taken aback. What is going on here? Somewhere we smell a gold digger. What are we to think of this situation? Is it much different when two ‘uglies’ marry each other because something is better than nothing? Of course pretty teenage Nicole married 50+ year old O.J. Simpson because he was the most handsome mate she could find. Of course. What pleasure does a wealthy older person really get from marrying a younger good looking person? Wouldn’t it be cheaper to hire high end prostitutes for sex? What does it do for a person’s self esteem to hire a prostitute, or use your wealth, to attract a young pretty gal for marriage? I reckon one better at least understand what the attraction really is or there could be another Simpson-type murder (“You bitch, you don’t really love me, you love my money and lifestyle)
As we age maybe the best sex is with someone we truly love and just masturbate. The problem with sex, like so many aspects of life, is addiction. I used to watch older people at pick-up like bars, feel the pathetic reality of it all, and vowed to myself that when older, I would have the good sense to refrain from making a fool of myself. There are plenty other ways to do that anyway and less public.
But back to the movie and the sexiest gal alive. I think it would be harder to identify the sexiest guy alive, but cannot pinpoint why I think that. Halle Berry has the cutest face and sexy body but I found this gal in the movie sexier. Why? I think it was her eyes and demeanor. It is one thing to have a cute or pretty face and a beautiful body but to be the sexiest there has to be something about the eyes and the demeanor which add to all that. And of course, who is sexiest to me would not be given that title by many others. We all see things through unique lenses. So who is this gal? Just to be annoying I will not name her or the movie. The initials are J.C. and no, that is not some sort of odd religious joke. Besides, what relevance is it to anything or anybody who some older guy picks as the sexiest gal alive? That is more creepy than enlightening. Maybe my eyesight is not what it used to be, not to mention my mental state.
*Addendum: I just did a bit of internet searching on the internet. Photos and clips from other video clips of JC would not be anything which would prompt me to refer to her as the sexiest woman alive. Thus, in essence, it was only her specific wardrobe, role, eyes, voice, and demeanor in one particular movie which promoted me to use such a title. No surprise here as the very term ‘sexiest’ would be impossible to define in any general way.
*Addendum: I just did a bit of internet searching on the internet. Photos and clips from other video clips of JC would not be anything which would prompt me to refer to her as the sexiest woman alive. Thus, in essence, it was only her specific wardrobe, role, eyes, voice, and demeanor in one particular movie which promoted me to use such a title. No surprise here as the very term ‘sexiest’ would be impossible to define in any general way.
