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Absolutely wine night! Love this place! 🍷🙂😋🤗 #FridayNight #BohemianNight #WineTasters #DriedWinery #SweetFlavours (at Su Vino Winery)
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wine taster's dilemma (for the record)
Did you know? That wine tasters typically spit every single drop of wine out. Yeah, like maybe you thought that would be a cool gig or something? But they don't get drunk. They don't even drink *any* of it. Not a swallow. They swizzle it *all* around in their mouths, mixing it with that oh-so-slightly-slimy saliva and then spit it back out. Like in a bucket or a cup.
Now, I'll admit I would like to know more about wines, in order to appear more refined, and educated (in between swearing and all, that would be pretty keen). And the occasional roof-top wine tasting party in a health club overlooking the Boston Commons is all well and good. I can ask stupid-newbie questions of gorgeous middle-aged black women wine-sellers all evening and learn somethiing without having to look like a total spewing idiot. But as for serious taste-it-spit-it-out wine-tasting. Blech. It's just gross.
Beyond that, I'm going to sound like a real self-righteous bitch now. But here it is. During this whole tagging-question-game business, I got tagged with an obvious, good question: which is more important to you physical, emotional, or intellectual attraction. What makes it interesting is that you almost can't answer it without sounding like a douche. I mean, if your answer is the physical, that's superficial as hell. If you say emotional, your sincerity is at least slightly suspect. And if you say intellectual you're kind of a pretentious snob. For me, that means the approval junkie is dead - there's no good "right" appropriate answer. I have no reliable gauge how I am *supposed* to answer. Normally, my reaction would be: blech. it's just gross. I don't want to answer.
This time, however, I didn't feel that. I actually carefully considered the question based on my own experience and tried to answer as honestly as possible. And I'm so proud of myself. I like my answer so well. That I think any other answer anyone could possible give would just be...well, gross. Blech. So here is my official answer, to the wine taster's dillemma (which isn't exactly literally all that good a metaphor but you can see the loose associations working at this point so you're gonna play along). Feel free to use this answer whenever you like, but be sure to use a sincere tone - that will make it seem more...original.
Okay: Is it emotional, intellectual or physical aspects of a person you find attractive?
For me, emotional and intellectual attachment are pre-requisites for physical attractiveness. And I can become attached to just about any human physical characteristic once I’m attached intellectually and emotionally. To be clear, this is *not* to say I’m indifferent to physical characteristics. I’m very sensual (in the sense that I’m attached to my senses and dependent on them to understand my experience moment-to-moment) so physicality is important, it just never stands alone and it’s rarely the initial draw or attraction.
When I fall in love with somebody, this thing happens where I become so aware of their physicality and physical presence that I can sense them walking across even a large busy room in my periphery and I have an immediate physical emotional and intellectual response to their unique individual posture and the way they move and…take up space. I grow acutely responsive to their *presence*. So, yeah. That.
And eyes come to slay me once I see inside them.
Voice is also important - potentially more of an issue than any “visual” physical characteristic.
And we are not made of soap. I loved the smell of the *skin*, plain, unsweaty, unsoapy just regular old skin of every person I’ve ever loved. so.
But then...there's also this:
http://trixclibrarian.tumblr.com/post/20702631448/lusty-paradox
of course.