they say success is what makes you sexy. (and I have to admit that I am not free of that prejudice either. i caught myself on that here some time ago) of course just as a supplementary factor if you already have a nice, attractive body and a charming smile just as yours truly ;-)) (oh yes, coffeey0072, I thank you for your beautiful post on beauty!!!) well. so let me explain what happened: i just participated in the 'fair-job-day' of the evil empire Starbucks (yeah, Brother Omi, I applied there, too!) and if I am not totally wrong I can say that this manager looked with some sort of weird fascinated smile down at my application as I was presenting myself in the most convincing and charming way I could.
and dudes, I CAN convince people, I know that by now! thats all said without arrogance and vanity, as those who know me personally can tell you. (i am sure you are not even a bit interested in whether thats true or not haha) I don't give much credit myself for things I am born with. Hell, yeah, when I was doing a good job in our basketball team, - was I a proud bitch! But thats because I love Basketball, -and, although I am tal,l I am not born with a talent for it. :)
so walking home with that fat big smile on my face I realized: hell, ya, success makes you sexy. you are shining in all that glory that you feel emerging from somewhere inside, just because you got SO MUCH GOOD FEEDBACK and fascinated and approving looks. damn. human psyche is really. somewhat.... simple!
it s somewhat painful to admit, that also beautiful encounters of the sort that caused so much inner turmoil last weekend are certainly at least partially also based on this very same pattern. and hell, i am not going to BLAME anyone for consuming this special energy of approval and appreciation and fascination and attraction once it is offered for free! my very good friend Maria is right: I shouldn't give so much credit to people straight away but wait a little bit more.
thats damn difficult though! i am born an enthusiast and thats a fucking dilemma! well, i guess, all i can do is to take the good out of it and try to get in control of the bad sides of it. poof.
so, did i mention this already? today I am so damn breath takingly sexy... :)))
I just hope I wasn't mistaken and they take me! Kant really wouldn't approve of me not telling them that I can only work for two months because I am leaving to hoooohohohollywood in september, but hell, my experience tells me that saying too much sometimes causes big black (or rather red) holes in my bank account...so what...evil empire, i am ready to take over!!!! and i am sure, you will enjoy me...s.e.x.y. as i am ;-)))
3 comments:
You are sexy even with out that smile.
I love when I'm all geared up and happen to catch my reflection...I have to acknowledge goods...I will try and stop talking to myself about it though...
hahaha. your pic is mysteriously sexy amadeo. and as i know that you like the mysterious i can only say: congrats, because first you love yourself and then you can love others as much as you love yourself.
sexy is also atmosphere, what you say, how you move....midwest_hick, don't you think so?
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