Oh the butterflies....

The opposite sex... for me, it's women.
Most of my friends do not realize how deep my passion for the beauty of the female physique truly runs. I admire women. When I see a beautiful woman, I have thousands of questions about her. What is she like? Is this her on a good day? Why have I not seen her before? Why is she here at this time? Is she a good kisser? Good in bed? Should I try to talk to her...

And that is the one that breaks everything...The approach and delivery of talking to a beautiful woman. Lord knows it's hard enough to approach a beautiful girl, let alone capture her interest in not only a long enough conversation to exchange at least names...but to capture her interest into you so that she wants to talk to you more.

Yet, most of the time, us men fail to even approach the woman, let alone woo her enough to want to talk to you more than the "elevator conversation". I know I have done this many times.

And what is even worse than all that is the rejection. If it wasn't for all the times that we have been rejected, we'd probably approach women more.

I hate building up the courage (usually with the help of liquid confidence) to actually approach a beautiful woman, then thinking of a charming way to break the ice, tell my name, have a conversation, and hopefully at least get her phone number; all to get shot down within 90 seconds.

You don't know me. You don't know what kind of an impact I could have had on your life (and vise versa).

Because of the aforementioned, I tend to now fumble when an opportunity arises...especially if I am sober.
Example? A few weeks ago, I met a photographer at a wedding that I was catering at. She's the one who talked to me first...and I made the mistake of not introducing myself until she asked for my name a few hours after a few small conversations. I ended up giving her my number on the way out and I am glad I did. Although she does not live in this state, I still created a connection with someone new.

So why did I fumble on many chances with the photographer? Because I thought she was gorgeous. She had that natural beauty that I long for. I was so afraid of rejection that I potentially could have let her slip away not talking to her....not knowing her name...not knowing her phone number.

So if any women are reading this....please, stop being stuck up....if you think a guy is cute, you can approach him. Don't be afraid. It'll save a lot of bullshitting.

~SL