“He looks hot!” “She looks hot!” We hear or read that about people. Other times we hear “He’s hot!” “She’s hot!” And isn’t there a hottest person contest somewhere, too? Well I’m going on my perceived definition of looking or being hot: ready to lay it all out and have sex. So, with that in mind, I don’t want to look or be hot! There are professional people who are literally ready to lay it all out and have sex–I don’t want to step into their territory. After all it’s the world’s oldest profession! I want to be cute! I want cute earrings, necklaces, pretty bracelets, and cute clothes. I like my cute hair style with my cute hair color. Cute is me! That’s what I like, that’s what I want to be. Every day I make the effort and sometimes I get compliments about how cute or how pretty I look. That’s good enough for me. I’m not knocking anyone who wants to look or be hot. That’s your thing. Mine is cute. I’m just sayin’.
The thought occurred to me while I was on the treadmill today wishing my forty minutes were up. I am not seeking hotness. I am walking for my health and to look and feel better! I am not being vain, I am feeling good about what I’m working with. I use what I have.
Just type the words ‘who’s hot’ in any search engine and click images! My goodness!
Looking hot is a false start for me.
In my new novel “A False Start,” none of the characters are hot. The men are handsome and the women are attractive. Some more than others. Read the first four chapters on http://www.afalsestart.com