I know that sometimes this blog can come off a little bit like I dislike men, for those of you who know me outside of this blog will know that I don’t dislike men. Far from it, I love men. If you follow my Twitter you’ll know that all I seem to do is lust over one man or another, unashamedly. I’m very much appreciative of the male of the species in all of their male glory, I just happen to converse with some of the bad ‘uns – hence the ranty ranty man posts. So, inspired by a #MajorTurnOns trending topic from the other night (which made me want to hop into a cold shower) I wanted to give you a run down of my favourite things about the opposite sex….
They Smell – I have a bit of a thing for the smell of mens aftershave. I’ve been known to do that “Mmm Bisto” face when a good smelling man walks by, I even have particular aftershaves that I love to smell on a guy. It’s not just the aftershave though, it’s that man smell – man musk. The smell of testosterones mixed with aftershave. You know when you wear a mans hoodie and it smells like them…*inhales deeply*
Man Hands – don’t start getting all filthy now, I know what you’re thinking… but for once I’m keeping my mind well and truly out of the gutter. To me, hands are very representative of a person. Rough, strong man hands, capable of putting up shelves, playing guitar, – there’s just something hot about a mans hands (although I’m abit anal about neat finger nails).
The Weight of a Man – do you remember the episode of Sex and the City where Carrie has gone that long without sleeping with someone that she’s desperate to meet up with Big just “to feel the weight of a man on top of her”? You know what I’m talking about.
The Superhero Affect – what is it about having a man around that can make you feel protected? I’ll give you an example. You know when you’re about to cross a road when you’re with a man, and they put their hand out in front of you to stop you walking out and getting squished by a lorry? That protectiveness and their desire to not have you splatted all over the road that they would sacrifice their arm makes me swoon. It’s no “Liam Neeson in Taken” kind of protectiveness, but every little helps.
A Man That Wears Jeans Good – this is a bit of a weird one. I love a man who’s suited and booted. A nice fitting jacket, a crisp white shirt, good shoes – check check *saliva* check. BUT, there are men walking the among us who get away with looking like the ultimate Adonis in a pair of battered old jeans and a tshirt. When the waist band of the jeans sit at exactly the right place on his hips to reveal that bit of pelvic V, the tshirt hangs perfectly giving you the outline of “the man chest” and then the slightly muscular “man arms”. Hold me now.
Banter/Humour – I love boy banter. I have quite a sarcastic/playful sense of humour and therefore need my men to measure up in that respect to keep my brain stimulated. Bantery conversation is what makes the beginning of a male dalliance fun for me, that playful jiggery pokey, getting to know eachother and what makes someone tick. If this can be carried on throughout “a relationship”, then you’re onto a winner.
Hair – men are hairier than women, fact (or they should be!). I have a major weakness for a hairy man, some ladies like a man to smooth and fuzz free – for me its the hairier the better. Hairy belly? My lord. Designer stubble? Oh god. Hairy chest? Purrrrrrr. What I would give to bury my head in a mans hairy chest. It’s the ultimate in “manly man” for me. Show me a flash of a chest rug and I go weak at the knees. Even Tom Jones’…
A Good Fore…Arm – I know what you were all thinking then, and I command you to get your minds out of the gutter. Mens nether regions, their butts, their chest *gets distracted thinking about hairy chests* uhm.. where was I? FOREARMS. I like mens arms. I have no time for massive gym/body building muscles, i just like the arms of a man. I like them even more if they so happen to be decorated with tattoos. I’ve been known to stare at a guy and then remark…. “doesn’t he have a fricking gorgeous pair of forearms”
So there you have it, some of the top things that I like about men. Perhaps a little shallow, but then I got carried away with “major turn ons”. If you know a man who ticks the above list, send him my way (unless he’s an idiot, obv)