ATTRACTION ~ What's sexy? What's not? What sex's us up?

ATTRACTION ~ Deck the halls with balls of…

 What’s sexy? What’s not?

Do lingerie, food, smells, genitalia or ‘enhancements’ 

sex us up?

Aloha everyone! Thanks to all you readers on our blogs. I hope everyone had a Chirpy Christmas /Hanukah/Kwanzaa/Solstice and any other holiday thing you might have had.

Today on Conversations with Spencer, we’re talking about attraction. What is that thing that instantly grabs our attention in a person? Is it their crotch, lips, hair, abs, breasts, smile, personality, attributes, bank account…? Do things like sexy lingerie turn us on? Do bee stung, Botox lips do anything for us? What do men think of breast enhancements? And is any kind of food really an aphrodisiac? What smells arouse you?

What makes a person sexy?

MEG:

I’ve been pondering this question after having a late night discussion with one of my toyboys. He likes my ass and breasts. He thinks my bum is ample and lovely to grab—apparently. I like my backside, I’ve always liked its roundness and that it’s not small. Yes, I know…I’m weird. I’ll never say, “Does my bum look too big?” My boobs aren’t anything to write home about, but apparently they do the job. My late husband was a breast man. My ex-boyfriend Kahiko was a leg man.

Is this the primary attraction ‘code’ for men?

I once asked this dopey guy why he married his wife. He said, “Because she was pretty.” I thought, you’re an idiot.

I was at a dance club once with my friend Lu and she had a sexy smoochie dance with a guy who rushed off the dance floor. We later wondered if he’d gone to relieve himself… But anyway, she thought she spotted him the next day as we were walking the streets of Maui. But she wasn’t sure. Why? She couldn’t remember his face, only his body?

I was a wee bit nonplussed by this. I’d never struck that in a woman before. So, is this cultural? Or gender differences. Sometimes I couldn’t tell you what someone’s body looked like, but I’ll remember their face. I might get that they were tall, the color of their hair.

I’m attracted firstly to someone’s eyes. If the eyes don’t do it for me, nothing else will. Then I like hair. The ‘number one’ stubble thing turns me off. I love a warm, twinkly smile, an open friendly, intelligent, funny personality as well. Someone can be gorgeous, but if their personality is a dud, it’s a no go.  

I’ve often attracted to people for personality and intelligence, alone. 

Gentleness of spirit, fun, quirky traits, a caring attitude, a sharp brain…

So Spencer, what first grabs you about someone?

And what second grabs you about someone?

SPENCER:

I am a guy and like most guys I tend toward the visual. I have noticed a change in what draws me now. As a young man it was the full body scan. I've always liked the curvy gals. 

Now I am at the age where I see an attractive woman then have to slap myself with the realization that she may be thirty years younger than me and still be a 'mature' woman. Unless you’re Morgan Freeman or Sean Connery, women stop 'seeing' you. It's rare now for a woman to visually engage me. I'm rarely in public places like bars where I used to go to find women or at least engage in some fantasy. It's just chance encounters in the main stream of life.

Now it's eyes and face. I look for the magic, the zest for life that might appear for only a moment that I find attractive. Often it's a woman's tender gaze on her child rather than the distant detached look of a fashion model.

Second of course is the figure. I'm a tummy guy (Meg: this is cool, I didn’t know men could be tummy guys. J ) but here in the frozen tundra we don't see much of that six months out of the year. In fact at this time of year we are so bundled it's hard to make out shape. The fish hooks and piercings anywhere but ears are a major turn off. I guess that's generational. "Bee stung lips", LOL, they are ugly, ugly, ugly.

Was Mick Jagger our original prototype for the bee stung lip trend. :-)

MEG:

Okay, I suspect I’m slightly odd in the world of women and also culturally Kiwis aren’t brought up with ‘the body beautiful.’ So I don’t go for muscles on a man. I’m looking for sexiness and sensuality, but eyes, smile, hair, nice face will do that for me. I agree we have to have an initial attraction to someone, but what keeps us there?  

What do I notice physically? Though this in no way makes me go out with someone. It’s just a nice thing to have. I like long hands and fingers. I like nice feet. I love a nice bum on a man, broad shoulders and men’s backs. Little body hair, no facial hair—except on my man Morgan Freeman. He and Tom Sellack are the exceptions. But give me hair with waves or curls, long or/and thick. Hmmm hmmm. Earrings—love earrings. Can take or leave ink. That’s my list. Notice – penis and balls aren’t there. I love them, but they’re not an attraction thing for me.

The very beautiful Dayvid Thomas who is my muse for my new character Kulani Mahikoa in HAWAIIAN ORCHID,
part of The Hawaiian series. Gay romance, coming out next year :-) 

Turn offs: Number one haircuts. Ugh. No pubes. Ugh. Horrible shoes. Yes, I know, strange and weird prejudice, but I’ve spoken to other women and this is not as uncommon as you’d think. Head beanies! Baggy jeans. Baggy underwear. Those nasty American ‘shorts’ and boxers like shorts. Also New Zealand Y-front underwear and singlets. Ugh. Mismatched socks and men who leave them on having sex??! NO!

Personally, once we get down to it, I love men in form fitting underwear, with a nice outline of their penis and balls. Very sexy. So speaking of underwear Spencer? Do men generally like lingerie? I love wearing gorgeous lingerie. Corsets, stockings, lacey panties, sexy bras, baby dolls, plunging necklines, all do it for me. Do men really like this stuff? Or it is just extra clothing that hampers the main objective?

I know someone whose partner just liked them in plain cotton thongs and bra. He thought that was sexy. I've never gone out with a man that wears lacy panties. I'm trying to decide if I'd like that or not. I think I might, but I suspect he might not like women... oh well. :-)

SPENCER:

Interesting how your tastes reflect that you are from a warm sunny climate. (Meg: He has to be talking about my American home state of Hawai’i. LOL. NZ is bloody cold, like Washington State, but not like the frozen north! I did two long…….winters in Michigan. Ugh.) Don't come here, you'll die of visual starvation. I'm sure you're not a big fan of American football but look at the difference in the dress of the fans and cheerleaders between sunbelt and frost belt.

I love the fancy lingerie. It's too bad they hang it on such young skinny girls at Victoria's Secret. Back in the 80's I loved the combination of the woman's power suit-the tight fitting skirt and matching jacket over the lacy blouse with the hints of the fancy lingerie underneath. Business on the outside, fun underneath. Meg Ryan and her big hair. Oh my.

MEG:

Now I want to know where people are at with the ‘enhancement’ stuff. Or as Aaron and I used to call it – when someone’s had ‘dental work.’ In New Zealand, plastic surgery is still not an everyday thing. I know when I first came here to the States I couldn’t get over the bill boards advertising breast enhancements. It was so weird!!

I had a friend who had her chin and nose reshaped and breasts enlarged. I honestly couldn’t tell with her nose and chin. But her breasts were odd. She had a nice bust size, a respectable 34C and she went to a 36D or something. She looked peculiar. I always worried she’d topple over. She looked top-heavy for her frame.

Too much? 

Now Spencer jump in here, because you have opinions on breast size and it might surprise the women out there.

The classic LA Story, when Steve Martin is feeling Sarah Jessica Parkers breasts and he says, “SanDeE, your breasts feel weird.”

She says perkily, “Oh, that’s cos they’re real.”

What do men think of breast enhancement?

Or any ‘enhancement?’

I think plastic surgery is self-mutilation…

I also don’t like intersex children having their sexual identity imposed on them at a young age through surgery. This is a brilliant blogsite on intersex. Increase awareness please. 

http://www.intersexroadshow.blogspot.com/

The one on intersex-genitalia-illustrated is very interesting.

And I think male circumcision is also mutilation…

I can’t fathom the Botox thing. I ran across a woman in Florida once who seemed to have had every ‘enhancement’ known to man/womankind. She looked like a caricature of herself. Like the overblown Jessica whatsie in Roger Rabbit. I didn’t think it was remotely sexy, but what do men think?

Spencer, I happen to know you love curvy women as most men do, but I’m assuming you want the natural curves and soft pillows on a woman.

SPENCER:

Men love breasts of all sizes, the only ones we don't like are the ones that aren't shared willingly. Small breasts can be very sexy-back to Meg Ryan in 80's. Or my other Hollywood fantasy woman, Sigourney Weaver-also small breasted-and tall. However I could look at Eva Mendez all day, especially if she was just in some lingerie.

I have never felt enhanced breasts. I find them a little scary to look at. I think, what kind of woman is so insecure about her figure that she'll inject sand from some beach and risk all kinds of heath problems-for what? I don't think I could get comfortable with that kind of woman-she's too uncomfortable with herself.

Before and after piccies - improvement or not? 

MEG:

And this is my issue with it too. That people feel so bad about themselves, that they feel they must have plastic surgery to look good?! I find that frightening. What frightens me too is when young girls get a boob job at say 18. Are you serious? And the casual way it seems to be handled. Oh, are you going to get pink or red cherry nail polish today? It’s seen often as a normal sort of thing. We’re bringing people up, especially women, to hate themselves unless they really do look like the plastic Barbie version. Not good.

SPENCER:

The Botox thing is terrible. It looks so unnatural. Joan Rivers. I don't think she could even blink at the time of her death.

Too much 'dental work'?

MEG:

Given it’s that time of the year and a recent discussion elsewhere. Is slathering ourselves with chocolate sauce sexy? Would some whipped cream and a cherry in a strategic place add to things, or would you die laughing? Have you ever found oysters or anything to add to sexual libido? I personally never have. Alcohol might loosen up my inhibitions a wee bit, but that’s probably the extent of it.

Once in Sex in the City, Samantha, lies on the dining room table naked, decorated with Sushi for her man’s homecoming dinner.

Do flavored condoms, edible underwear or anything else do it for you?

I like that tantric Kama Sutra powder and I LOVE good men’s perfumes. Smells arouse me. I love Bulgari Extreme. A lot of Bulgari products actually. Yummmmm. That’s arousing. I always wear Jessica McClintock original. Delicious. Can’t say balls dipped in choccie would do it for me. But to a tactile person, they might…

SPENCER:

The erotic thing to me about gourmet sex is the surrender involved. The woman is saying, 'here I am, giving myself completely to you'-it's like human sacrifice of a sort-literally consuming her body.

Was this what you meant? :-) NO! :-) 

Better? :-)

I've never done it though. As I have said before, children kill intimacy. Sex after children is stolen moments, in the dark, under the covers, quietly. There isn't the time and space to make sex the celebration it should be. We never had the money to have get-away weekends.

Funny how that has been a struggle in my writing-not rushing sex scenes, learning to stay in the moment and linger over the details and the building desire-stuff you do so well. (Meg: Thanks Spencer. And that’s an interesting observation on how we write as individuals. Another male romance erotica writer I know also said, he tends to want to rush to the actual sex act parts of a story. It’s possibly the way we’re structured as male and female, but also interesting in that I don’t have human children and haven’t had to ever ‘make it quick.’)

I'm from the 60's. I still like the aroma of patchouli oil. It reminds me of the mythical hippie chick that poured out free love with Cream playing in the background. It's a memory that never came close to reality.

I've never used condoms. My sexually active years were in the 80's before AIDS. The women were all on the pill then. Someone should tell modern erotic writers that condoms are a highly unreliable means of birth control. (Meg: Me either Spencer on the condoms, but with my younger lovers, I’ve had to and it was a learning experience that I’m still not as comfortable with because I didn’t grow up with it. 

I think my generation was the last of the really ‘free’ generation. We drunk drove (Yes, horrendous now when you think about it,) did drugs freely (also not sure that’s a great thing) and had free uninhibited condom free and lots of it sex (Now, here I do think it was a good thing. In some ways we had less inhibitions and in others, we knew a lot less about sex than the younger sets do. But we were less moralistic too I think, especially in New Zealand. All the outrageous clothes and bands… We LIVED. My best friend Gail and I talk about some of the things we did and think, Crikey dick!!! But we had a LOT of fun!!! LOL. We’re the original Ab Fabbers. We always argued about who was going to be Pats, I haven’t eaten since 1972, darling…)

Ab Fab Darlings

New Zealand eighties band - SPLIT ENZ 

So in conclusion, we're sexy in lots of different ways. Don't assume everyone likes the same thing or that something you have is a turn off. It's probably not. I once researched about the amount of people who find underarm pit hair sexy and love the smell. See—something for everyone! :-)

Although in one survey, the number one passion killer for men is huge GRANNY panties, so you might want to reconsider those. And the number one passion killer for women is men who have undressed but still have their socks on. Then awkwardly take them off... See... I'm not the only one would hates socks and sex!! LOL. 

And a final snippet on why gay men often wear socks or shoes in porn and piccies. I asked the photographer Dan Skinner, also a great author and he said it's so dirty feet don't show in the shot. Aha! I guess if you are naked and moving around a lot, you might get grubby feet. I hadn't thought of that. LOL. 

Thanks again for coming to visit us and reading our ramblings. 
Happy New Year to everyone who celebrates Western New Year!!! 

Aloha from Meg Amor and Spencer Dryden

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