i big heart them
i totally recognize, and embrace, the fact that i don't have a particular type of guy i like... i mean, looks-wise. i think there are so many people who are beautiful for totally different reasons that i think it's insane to limit yourself...in the non-hoish way that sounded. naturally, i have preferences, but the point is that if i'm feeling a guy with blonde hair and blue eyes, i'm not going to turn him down on G.P.
before i even begin, let's just put it out there: love my white boys. i think people think it has something to do with my dad and the whole "girls look for their father" thing, but i think that may only be part of it. most of it is that i'm sick of niggas. now, if a respectable black man tried to holla, i'd think about it, but niggas --i mean gully, triflin', three baby mama having muthafuckers-- are the worst. so much stress. i don't care how well you dick me down. it's almost never worth the trouble.
i've just found that i tend to like, and have more in common with, white guys. the thing is that i like my white boys with a little something in 'em. i'm not into blonde hair, blue eyed, oakely-dokely dudes. i don't do corny...i did that once, and though he was freak behind closed doors, being around him in public was just hard to watch. anyway, but i like my men with a swagger to them; a style. whatever that style is, he's gotta rock it. i also like dark features. dark eyes are the fucking best. blue eyes sneak in on account of my dad. genetically, if i had kids with a guy with blue eyes, we'd have a 50/50 shot of a kid with them. the only kind of blue eyes i really dig are in a dark hair combo.
that whole bit may have seemed really pointless and uninteresting, since the only people i know who even read this thing are girls, (hi, ladies!) but all of that will explain why i lurve the guys i do and why my number one is who he is. talk about fucking style, man. i know a lot of people who don't like him or thing he's ugly or whatever. fuck that. that man is delicious.
without further adieu here are the top three heroes of my Hollywood heart:
1. Adrian Brody-- maybe i'm a party of one, but this guy is beautiful...not to mention an amazing actor. more than anything, though, the man's got a strut to rival all struts in the known world.
2. Edward Norton-- i admit it. i, like everyone else, fell for him in Fight Club. the scene, after he beats himself up in his boss' office, when he's walking down the aisle --bloody and cut up-- whistling with a cart full of computer shit is...ah, it just is. my only beef: facial hair. i can't get down with the mustache, in particular. some people were just meant to rock the baby face. he is that man.
3. Jeremy Piven-- he, however, can rock the scruff. i lurve Jeremy Piven. i love Entourage. i even loved PCU. he's a little more "frat boy" than i'm usually into-- which is not at all-- but he creeped in under the radar. the best was when he did this documentary about his trip to India on the travel channel. having just come back from Nepal, i dug him just a little more. i watch some of the worst movies to see him. i'm gonna say two words and leave it at that: Chasing Liberty.
note: the scruff is a tricky game to play. somewhere just after 5 o'clock shadow, but right before homeless dude is good with me.
before i even begin, let's just put it out there: love my white boys. i think people think it has something to do with my dad and the whole "girls look for their father" thing, but i think that may only be part of it. most of it is that i'm sick of niggas. now, if a respectable black man tried to holla, i'd think about it, but niggas --i mean gully, triflin', three baby mama having muthafuckers-- are the worst. so much stress. i don't care how well you dick me down. it's almost never worth the trouble.
i've just found that i tend to like, and have more in common with, white guys. the thing is that i like my white boys with a little something in 'em. i'm not into blonde hair, blue eyed, oakely-dokely dudes. i don't do corny...i did that once, and though he was freak behind closed doors, being around him in public was just hard to watch. anyway, but i like my men with a swagger to them; a style. whatever that style is, he's gotta rock it. i also like dark features. dark eyes are the fucking best. blue eyes sneak in on account of my dad. genetically, if i had kids with a guy with blue eyes, we'd have a 50/50 shot of a kid with them. the only kind of blue eyes i really dig are in a dark hair combo.
that whole bit may have seemed really pointless and uninteresting, since the only people i know who even read this thing are girls, (hi, ladies!) but all of that will explain why i lurve the guys i do and why my number one is who he is. talk about fucking style, man. i know a lot of people who don't like him or thing he's ugly or whatever. fuck that. that man is delicious.
without further adieu here are the top three heroes of my Hollywood heart:
1. Adrian Brody-- maybe i'm a party of one, but this guy is beautiful...not to mention an amazing actor. more than anything, though, the man's got a strut to rival all struts in the known world.
2. Edward Norton-- i admit it. i, like everyone else, fell for him in Fight Club. the scene, after he beats himself up in his boss' office, when he's walking down the aisle --bloody and cut up-- whistling with a cart full of computer shit is...ah, it just is. my only beef: facial hair. i can't get down with the mustache, in particular. some people were just meant to rock the baby face. he is that man.
3. Jeremy Piven-- he, however, can rock the scruff. i lurve Jeremy Piven. i love Entourage. i even loved PCU. he's a little more "frat boy" than i'm usually into-- which is not at all-- but he creeped in under the radar. the best was when he did this documentary about his trip to India on the travel channel. having just come back from Nepal, i dug him just a little more. i watch some of the worst movies to see him. i'm gonna say two words and leave it at that: Chasing Liberty.
note: the scruff is a tricky game to play. somewhere just after 5 o'clock shadow, but right before homeless dude is good with me.
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