Hair Makes the Man

Coming home from podcasting with Wanda, I nearly had a heart attack when I saw my dog being walked by a stranger. How the hell did she get outside? Where was my boyfriend? Why isn't she on the lead?

As I approached closer, I realized that the man walking the dog wasn't a stranger. It was my boyfriend. He got a hair cut and he looked amazing.

We've been dating for about six month and within that time he hasn't had a cut. His hair wasn't long, but it was certainly on the longish side. I thought I liked it long, but OMG with it cut short I was amazed. I was stupefied! Even more, I was horny. I never wanted him more than I did at that minute I saw him.

How can a haircut make such a difference?

For the past few years all the guys I've been really attractive too have had the same basic look: Tall geeky clean-shaven white guys with short dark hair and thick-rimmed glasses and a bit of a belly. Think Louis Theroux. That would, in a nutshell, describe the BFE, the DG, the DG of the DG, the B.A.T.H, and a few others I've crushed on.

My boyfriend breaks the mold. I no longer prefer the Louis Theroux types. I won't give away my boyfriend's description, but he is hot! I am smitten. I have a new "type." He looks amazing and I can hardly wait for him to come home.