This whole line of discussion got started with writer’s block. (You see what happens when you leave us writers to our own devices? And also likely wine.)
I was working on my contribution to “I’m Too Sexy for my Cat” over at This Is Mommyhood. (Trust me, you’re welcome.) And, as part of my due diligence research, I asked my friend Adam who he thought was sexy. And he defined it.
My kindergarten teacher wrote on my report card, “Tricia spends too much time playing with the boys.” (Perhaps, but I can play a mean game of pickle.) Over the years, I’ve had the opportunity to hone my own definition of sexy. Continue reading