In the nude! what do you think?

[wilomn]

I like women. I prefer some attributes more than others, but I don't judge much by looks alone.

I often wonder if women wonder why they worry so much about what some people who only want to separate them from their money, tell them about how they look now, how they should look and what they need to buy to look that way.

It's all predicated on sales. Sell a woman makeup so she'll be attractive enough to ....have worth? Because of some paint?

Sell her some dental floss and a couple of postage stamps so she'll be...sexy? Because some clown somewhere says so?

Sell her weightloss programs, food, drugs so she will be able to fit into the dental floss and postage stamps that no woman could ever catch a worthwhile man without...

Hammer her with images, some of which have no basis in reality, none of which are actual live women, slam her with advice from made up foundations and batter her with advice from people who have no business having an opinion much less cramming it down the throats of so many who are so insecure because, and only because, of what they've been told they need to look like by a bunch of rich old men who make money every time an insecure woman buys something she needs to enable her to be the woman a real man wants, not some, to quote one of my favorites, 'some syntho in the hay.'

Ladies, there are men out there who realize that what you see in the media is much akin to what you see on your shoe when you leave the dogpark. Sadly, there are also a great many weeny waggers who have no clue, mostly due to age, stupidity and inexperience, along with simply being male, who have not yet realized that a woman who needs an hour and a half to paint her face and another hour to figure out what she's going to wear just to go out, is probably pretty high maintenance and may be pretty shallow as well. But, what you, ladies, think of yourselves is what's really important. No matter what you look like, if you like yourself, you're attractive to other people.

What we're told, by people whose advice I would never take for any reason, is that A and B and C are the best ways to be and if you're E or F or, heaven forfend, G or I or Q, you'll grow old alone, childless and the laughing stalk of all the beautiful people who wear three pounds of war paint any time they go out in public and dress only in celebrity approved wrappings that no sane person would be caught dead in. These face corporate suckers of cash and souls alike, and indiscriminately, care nothing for you, ladies, but have a great care for how you think. How you think of yourself and how you think of what they sell that they go to great lengths to convince you you need to be happy. It's a bloody shell game.

Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder, but it starts with the confidence of the beheld. Confidence. If you've got that, you don't really need anything else because you realize that you have within what can't be bought or applied with a putty knife or achieved with seven thousand shades of brown you're constantly told you need to cover up the grey that comes naturally, that actually, usually, brings a beauty along with it. Not being young is OK. No matter what you do or what you buy or how many surgeries you have, you WILL age, you will change. It's going to happen.

I've been pondering this subject for quite a while and will probably address it further sometime in the near future. Back to the point, I like women. Some shapes and sizes I favor more than others, but the inside is always more important than the outside.