musing...nah, rambling

[roxy]

You know--a flat ass is a crime. I don't care what a guy looks like, no ass, no interest. I HATE skinny jeans on a pencil thin body. sorry, it just creeps me out, or makes me laugh. Yes, I'm that evil old woman who cracks up at eye-linered, black hair, skinny azz boys, like the ones who slouch up to my register like the effort of breathing has exhausted them. Hello, we live in ButtFuck, Jersey. No one cares.

It's my generation, I think. I grew up on another idea of what was hot. An ass, number one. I love a nice butt. Big legs and a butt. Biker legs. You know what I mean. Well, maybe not but hey.

These breaks in sanity are brought to you by writer's block.

Comments

[danceswithgary]

Rodney McKay - the fic writers lurve his ass (as does John). It is quite a nice handful. :-D

[roxy]

Hmmmm...I would have to have some sort of proof of this nice-assness....

[danceswithgary]

Ignore the way too skinny man on the right. This is from Century Hotel, although we were also treated to his luscious behind in 'A Dog's Breakfast'.

[roxy]

Hmmmm...not bad, not bad--nice legs!

*roxy be pleased her evol plan worked...plans to weasel more nice butt pics out of folks...*

[darkemeralds]

Oh Roxy I love you so. I know that kid! I see him in Portland sometimes.

Where I came from, skinny was it. But not so much with the eyeliner and the stupid little jeans. Skinny, sunbleached, baggy shorts, surfboard. That's where I came from. It was a LOT about hair, actually.

I don't have any nice-ass pictures to share with you. The one of David Hewlett above is quite lovely though.

*BLUSH* !!!!

[roxy]

omg, his brother, I'll bet! Or it's spreading, like some kind of pointless pathetic disease....

Man, my childhood was so different then the kids today. Good looking guys dressed sharp as hell back then--knife-edge creases in their pants--even their jeans--and those shirts, the ones with the giant bat-wing collars and afros big enough to hide in. :) Those were the days. God, you couldn't drag me back there kicking and screaming!

Re: *BLUSH* !!!!

[darkemeralds]

Well, I do think it was growing up in Hawaii and SoCal that gave me an inordinate passion for a sharp-dressed man, because he was a fantasy. Still is.

Except in Paris or London. OMG. You can still tailoring in those places.

*fugues out*