Today I was remembering old music and the Babyface song, "whip appeal" came to mind. Probably one of the sexiest songs of all time.
"whatever you want"
These lyrics let women know that a man wants them to be happy. Not only happy, but that he is willing to do what they need. It's sexy. It seems simple, but to have a man sing it to you. Hot.
"it's all right with me"
It doesn't matter what it is, I don't care - You get what you want...
"cause you got that whip appeal"
He goes on to describe why. Why this woman gets whatever she wants...from him. The power of sex.
"it's better than love, sweet as can be"
What is the truth behind whip appeal? The concept of a physical act powerful enough to make a man verbally agree to whatever you want. The term whipped has been around for a long time. Everyone gets the premise. Usually it is associated with younger men. Inexperienced men. Men that are getting their first taste.
The state of love has changed so drastically in the past two decades, nothing is what it seems.
We have cougars and manthers, M.I.L.F.'s and booty calls - a world of new terms for doing the same old thing and the people who do it.
An open sexuality which has erupted across the world, giving everyone the opportunity to experience all their fantasies and live in a state of sexual freedom.
But, it's hardly as sexy as whip appeal.
Whip appeal is still a compliment. A term for a trait everyone wants to be entranced by - to succumb to - to simply experience. At least once.
The romance attached to sexuality is whip appeal. The curves of a woman. The scent associated with love. The power of pheromones.
The concept of the best you've ever had.
and you love it.
You'll do anything for it.
Whip appeal.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
What Sherri Wants
I have been catching up on "What Chilli wants", and it's funny - watching her get grilled by a popular radio show host.
"Maybe Chilli wants too much", was his retort to her list of deal-breakers.
(photo courtesy thetvking.com)
Here's the thing with lists. There may be many things on them, but if you don't have standards - if you don't make lists for your self - PRIORITIES and deal-breakers, how can you have standards at all?
I have a list. A very detailed and comprehensive list. Deal-breakers and must-have's, and maybe I won't ever find the man who encompasses all these elements, but if I don't try, I'm not disappointing anyone except myself.
If I settle, why should I expect success?
Is wanting an honest man too much too ask?
A man with a job.
Someone with morals and a solid belief system.
A man that wants a woman to have his back, and returns the favor.
These things are not exceptional qualities. Perhaps hard to find together.
But realistic.
A man who remembers birthdays and wants to treat me special - is this outrageous?
A man who does not need to sleep with other women.
A man who at least knows what he wants in life and tries to go after it - whether successful or not - TRIES to map a life's plan.
A man who loves life. Loves to smile. Loves to laugh. A man who loves my laugh.
What Sherri wants is someone honest and faithful, loving with a huge heart. Someone who has matured enough to realize no one is perfect and accept the things he cannot change, about himself and others, and has integrity in that discovery.
"Maybe Chilli wants too much", was his retort to her list of deal-breakers.
(photo courtesy thetvking.com)
Here's the thing with lists. There may be many things on them, but if you don't have standards - if you don't make lists for your self - PRIORITIES and deal-breakers, how can you have standards at all?
I have a list. A very detailed and comprehensive list. Deal-breakers and must-have's, and maybe I won't ever find the man who encompasses all these elements, but if I don't try, I'm not disappointing anyone except myself.
If I settle, why should I expect success?
Is wanting an honest man too much too ask?
A man with a job.
Someone with morals and a solid belief system.
A man that wants a woman to have his back, and returns the favor.
These things are not exceptional qualities. Perhaps hard to find together.
But realistic.
A man who remembers birthdays and wants to treat me special - is this outrageous?
A man who does not need to sleep with other women.
A man who at least knows what he wants in life and tries to go after it - whether successful or not - TRIES to map a life's plan.
A man who loves life. Loves to smile. Loves to laugh. A man who loves my laugh.
What Sherri wants is someone honest and faithful, loving with a huge heart. Someone who has matured enough to realize no one is perfect and accept the things he cannot change, about himself and others, and has integrity in that discovery.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Fixer Uppers
When I worked in Design I loved to look at houses for sale. I like to check out the interiors and new concepts. I love paint and furniture. I love art and looking at other people's homes always gave me ideas for projects I was working on.
Now, I look at homes wondering what I can afford, when I will own my own home and what great things I can do to make it fabulous and my own.
I noticed that I tend to look at homes that need a little work - fixer uppers.
Thinking to myself, the little things make a home. I can plant and landscape. I can paint. I can find amazing works of art. People's personalities come through with their choices and the heart they put into those choices. I like being unique and I can't wait for that to show through in my home choices.
Then it occurred to me - my car is a fixer upper. An old jeep I purchased thinking about what I could do to it to make it mine.
Then I thought - do I always choose fixer uppers? Is this my problem?
Any why?
I buy new shoes. I buy new dresses. Why don't I think I deserve a new home or a new car? Something I don't have to invest all my money and time into and still have it be tinkering on the brink or breakdown.
How can I change my thought process to give the important things in my life as much priority the minor one's.
Now, I look at homes wondering what I can afford, when I will own my own home and what great things I can do to make it fabulous and my own.
I noticed that I tend to look at homes that need a little work - fixer uppers.
Thinking to myself, the little things make a home. I can plant and landscape. I can paint. I can find amazing works of art. People's personalities come through with their choices and the heart they put into those choices. I like being unique and I can't wait for that to show through in my home choices.
Then it occurred to me - my car is a fixer upper. An old jeep I purchased thinking about what I could do to it to make it mine.
Then I thought - do I always choose fixer uppers? Is this my problem?
Any why?
I buy new shoes. I buy new dresses. Why don't I think I deserve a new home or a new car? Something I don't have to invest all my money and time into and still have it be tinkering on the brink or breakdown.
How can I change my thought process to give the important things in my life as much priority the minor one's.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
What comes around goes around
Summer before last I got a parking ticket. I ran into the Denver Performing Arts Center for five minutes to pick up my child from a Saturday class and when I ran back to the car a meter maid was doling out a parking ticket. I was so frustrated I snatched the ticket from the officer's hand and cursed at her while my children overheard.
Later, I was embarrassed at myself for displaying such an ugly side of myself in front of my children. I spoke to them on appropriate behavior and I apologized to them for my actions that day. It was a very humbling experience for me.
This past week I was renewing my airport parking pass at the Denver County parking office at DIA. As I swiped my badge the service agent/ cashier asked if I worked downtown. She said I looked familiar and was trying to place my face. I responded, maybe. I have worked quite a few places in the past 15 years. She then said, I gave you a parking ticket. My stomach sank. I did not recognize her, but she recognized me. I had been awful to her and here she was smiling at me through a plexi-glass window, tickled that I was one of the batshit crazy people that made her decide to change careers.
I apologized to her, sincerely.
I told her how that day was a day of awareness for me, and that I truly thought about my actions afterwards. She laughed and I was embarrassed again.
As much as I couldn't apologize enough, she was over it.
I was glad I had this opportunity to look at my imperfections and see others are as forgiving as myself (or as forgiving as I'd like to be) and life is just a wacky bowl of cherries somehow all connected by the stems.
Later, I was embarrassed at myself for displaying such an ugly side of myself in front of my children. I spoke to them on appropriate behavior and I apologized to them for my actions that day. It was a very humbling experience for me.
This past week I was renewing my airport parking pass at the Denver County parking office at DIA. As I swiped my badge the service agent/ cashier asked if I worked downtown. She said I looked familiar and was trying to place my face. I responded, maybe. I have worked quite a few places in the past 15 years. She then said, I gave you a parking ticket. My stomach sank. I did not recognize her, but she recognized me. I had been awful to her and here she was smiling at me through a plexi-glass window, tickled that I was one of the batshit crazy people that made her decide to change careers.
I apologized to her, sincerely.
I told her how that day was a day of awareness for me, and that I truly thought about my actions afterwards. She laughed and I was embarrassed again.
As much as I couldn't apologize enough, she was over it.
I was glad I had this opportunity to look at my imperfections and see others are as forgiving as myself (or as forgiving as I'd like to be) and life is just a wacky bowl of cherries somehow all connected by the stems.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Superbowl Sunday and the value of entertainment
disclaimer: even though I did not want to see the Steeler's snag another Superbowl win, I do respect and honor their 2 pt conversion in a 100% effort to take the game. Bravo!
Not the best Superbowl... I have heard.
The Halftime show has taken numerous jabs, but the reality is, whether a devout football fan or not, the Superbowl offers an excuse to party. An opportunity to gather with friends, eat chips and hot wings and drink - American style. The seriousness that we have all deemed ourselves so worthy of critiquing everything around us is outlandish.
The Superbowl, the commercials, the bands, the hype, the cheerleaders, etc etc etc are all for the entertainment of the Americans who invest in and appreciate being catered to.
The Peas were a perfect match for Superbowl XLV
It's easy to sit at home and criticize professional athletes, professional artists, investors, anyone else who has actually invested in this day. Billions of dollars are spent so we can sit around with friends and be entertained, so what happened to entertainment for the sake of entertainment? Dancing because it feels good? Appreciating those who are willing to shake it and try to entertain those who can't?
Yesterday was better than watching an MTV reality show any day of the week and two thumbs up for putting on a great show.
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| photo courtesy zimbio.com |
The Halftime show has taken numerous jabs, but the reality is, whether a devout football fan or not, the Superbowl offers an excuse to party. An opportunity to gather with friends, eat chips and hot wings and drink - American style. The seriousness that we have all deemed ourselves so worthy of critiquing everything around us is outlandish.
The Superbowl, the commercials, the bands, the hype, the cheerleaders, etc etc etc are all for the entertainment of the Americans who invest in and appreciate being catered to.
The Peas were a perfect match for Superbowl XLV
It's easy to sit at home and criticize professional athletes, professional artists, investors, anyone else who has actually invested in this day. Billions of dollars are spent so we can sit around with friends and be entertained, so what happened to entertainment for the sake of entertainment? Dancing because it feels good? Appreciating those who are willing to shake it and try to entertain those who can't?
Yesterday was better than watching an MTV reality show any day of the week and two thumbs up for putting on a great show.
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