But always first in my heart, Johnny. Always first in my heart. And kudos to you for putting Elisa to work making your outfits.
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Me, in a nutsack. I mean shell.
- Michael
- Ohio, United States
- I'm a simple guy. I like y'all, but don't tell me you're a "people person", OK? Also, if you tell me you are "straight-acting", I'll still be polite (Grandma Betsy lives on in me), but we'll be through. I read. I can love you if you don't read much, but if you read really bad shit, then I may not be able to love you. I'm liberal. Way. Who doesn't enjoy a nice trip (or a nice piece of fish)? I've traveled some, and I'll arrange my life so that I always can. Old people, babies (in their case, I think it's because my head/body ratio is similar), and your mother dig me (probably more than you do), and I'm OK with that. Know that if I am into you, I'll be amenable to just about anything. He'll be a lucky man who I aim to please. I'm aiming just thinking about you.
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Here's a bit of useless information: I used to be a competitive figure skater. I was never anywhere near as fabulous as Johnny, nor did I get engaged on ice, but still, it was fun. Purple dresses with rhinestones...yup, those were the days.
That comment fairly screams for photo documentation, Susie. Was your hair and makeup very severe? I love that about skating. And synchronized swimming.
There's nothing about Johnny Weir that doesn't make me smile.
No, no makeup (none still, actually), although I was known to sport a wicked French braid and meticulously blow-dried bangs. Yikes. There is certainly NO WAY I would let photographic evidence of this hit the interwebs.
And, how can anyone not love Johnny?
Oh, I LOVE a French braid, although, yeah, not with bangs. I can DO a French braid, actually. On you, not on me.
Confession. I have a thing for braids, especially pigtail braids. What? It's not gross! One of my best friends will braid her hair up sometimes when we ski together just because she knows the adorableness makes my heart melt. One of my favorite pictures in the world is of the two of us on top of the ski mountain in Park City, she in pigtail braids and me in ear to ear grin. Sigh.
I have a friend who has a thing for ponytails. I always put my hair up in one when I see him. His wife and I often joke that if she truly loved him, she'd wear a ponytail more often.
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