Were she sitting nude, I’d likely not be as captivated as I am by the shadows falling just beneath the hem of her little-black-dress. Why?

I remember a sketch-cartoon in Playboy when I was probably a teen. It was a nudist colony, and man and woman were standing together, he frazzled, the caption SOMETHING like, “For God’s sake put some clothes on…anything I beg you…!” I got it, he was so desensitized by all the constant,casual nudity, he craved the mystery of a short skirt or a t-shirt, no bra. Fascinating. Our psyches are remarkable.

Sexy is very much attitude as well. For example, next time you’re at the sports bar, pull some ‘flirt’ out like feeding a guy a peanut or laughing and putting a hand on his thigh when he tells a joke. It’ll get his attention if you’re wearing baggy camo.

.jw.