Warming Up To Winter
I almost enjoy a woman more, who is bundled up in winter clothing. Almost.
Their essence is expressed in how they choose to layer. And you’re left to your imagination in order to figure out who is underneath it all. It’s one of the things that gets me through the long, almost unbearable, winter months. The cute hats. The fuzzy mittens. The flowing scarves. And the boots. Oh, the boots. The girl who can turn snow boots into something sexy, is a girl who garners my attention.
Their rosy cheeks are courtesy of the nip in the air, rather than the blush in their purse. Give me the glisten of lip balm to that of lipstick, with a smile frozen — literally — on her face. It’ll make me melt every time.
The girls of summer get all of the calendars. But it’s the winter girls that I find hot.
Originally posted Nov. 25, 2007
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