I hate it when people smoke. It’s quite disgusting when you think about the tar building up in your lungs and also the accumulation of phlegm in ones throat because the cilia are less capable of removing the debris.
But holy hell do I think it’s sexy! It’s a really sad realization, but when I see an attractive man (perferably in a blazer), playing out his swag and enjoying a smoke with his guys, i can’t help but stare.
Never understood the allure of the phrase “Tall, Dark and Handsome” til this year…tall and handsome speak for themselves, but it’s the term dark I never quite got. I realize now that it’s a combination of brute, with a pinch of asshole and a splash of confused inconsistency. It all just coalesces into something Im already too exhausted to understand…forever annoyed/interested.
There exist four types of men…
1) The man who loves you the most.
2) The man whom you love the most.
3) The man who will be your best friend.
4) And the guy who is most suitable for you and you will most likely marry.
(I’m hoping that my #4 is a combination of the previous three…challenge accepted)