But it still feels like a cool, wet spring here in Oregon. I haven't yet hooked into that sultry summer vibe.
I’ve had a few sexy moments.
After my first pedicure in years, I strutted around the house in some high-heeled sandals admiring my Come To Bed Red toenails.
A hooping class last Friday night left me all hot and bothered. In case you didn't know, hooping instructors are some of the sexiest beings on the planet.
Oh! Oh! And there was this super sexy moment after my erotica reading when my man and I were walking through Seattle. I made eye contact with a young Harry Connick Jr. look-alike as he walked towards us with some friends. He had a lock of dark hair that fell recklessly over one eye, leaving the other one that much bigger and bluer.
We shared a smile.
As our bodies brushed passed each other, he whispered so only I could hear, “You’re cute as hell.”
He only slurred his words a little, I swear.
But all those moments were like Fourth of July fireworks, bright and exciting but fading quickly into a dark cloudy sky.
I need something more sustaining. Or more of those sexy little gems all strung together. Or a river trip. More yoga for sure.
My dear readers, help me out this week.
What’s making you feel sexy this summer?