This whole line of discussion got started with writerâ€™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 â€œIâ€™m Too Sexy for my Catâ€ over at This Is Mommyhood. (Trust me, youâ€™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, â€œTricia spends too much time playing with the boys.â€ (Perhaps, but I can play a mean game of pickle.) Over the years, Iâ€™ve had the opportunity to hone my own definition of sexy. Continue reading