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My Favorite Sex Symbols are Richard Gere and Julia Roberts.
Richard Gere and Julia Roberts! I have loved these two actors ever since seeing the movie Pretty Woman. Is my age showing? Richard Gere, hot and sexy, and oh such a yummy grin when he smiles. The man is absolutely to die for. And Julia Roberts is so pretty and she has such a unique personality that she just draws me into whatever movie she is starring in.
I have loved Richard Gere in the movies, Nights in Rodanth and Unfaithful (both movies opposite Diane Lane) but my all-time most favorite movie starring Richard Gere has been “Shall We Dance”. He was soooo sexy in that movie. Sexy and vulnerable and so cute! He plays opposite Susan Sarandon and Jennifer Lopez. He’s a bored lawyer who decides to secretly learn ballroom dancing. His wife (played by Susan Sarandon) becomes suspicious after Richard Gere begins coming home with a smile on his face. He seems happier…so she hires a private eye to follow Richard Gere around. The private eye sees him with Jennifer Lopez who plays his ballroom dance instructor. I won’t say more because I don’t want to give more away, but the story is fun!
Every Christmas my mom and I watch this movie and probably a couple of times through the year too. Mainly because Richard Gere is so damned hot! If you haven’t seen the movie “Shall We Dance” – try it out.
My favorite female sex symbol is Julia Roberts – she is just the sweetest, sexiest woman. I have used her as an inspiration for many of my heroines in my novels. (Same with Richard Gere)
I really enjoyed watching her in the movies Sleeping With the Enemy, Mona Lisa Smile and Eat Love Pray. My favorite all time movie which I thought she was the sexiest was in “Sleeping with the Enemy”. She was so vulnerable as she played an abused woman who fakes her own death and moves to a small town where she befriends a good looking guy. But she’s still raw from the abuse and has a hard time allowing the man close to her. Patrick Bergen plays her abusive husband and his performance as the villain is spectacular. This guy freaks me out and scares me!
Despite all the years that have passed, these two actors remain my all-time favorite sex symbols. I can’t see myself ever falling out of love with them.
Who are your favorite male and female sex symbols?
When I went to write this post, I realized that I usually crush on English male characters. Apparently, I have a ‘type’ and it’s the brooding English fellow. He’s the silent type with emotions simmering, waiting for the right woman to bring them to the surface. Yes, pure romantic hogwash fantasy… but I love it.
Then I watched Elizabeth Gaskell’s North and South and fell completely for Mr. Thornton played by Richard Armitage. Again, an angry young man, but instead of highborn like Darcy, he was a self-made man. He built up his business from the ground up and was proud of it. It takes the love of a woman for him to express his softer side and the ending is just…well, I won’t spoil it for those who haven’t seen it yet…but let’s just say…PERFECT.
Lord Aragorn is up there on my list and although the character wasn’t played by a British actor, the character is British since Tolkien penned the book! So he counts…
He’s a softer version of the alpha male. He doesn’t hide his nature, singing, speaking Elfin to his Arwen in the most intimate ways. Yet he kicks ass in a fight and becomes king despite his reluctance. He is willing to sacrifice his life for those he loves. The picture also includes Legalos as an extra bonus!
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Thou shall not kill.
For archangel Razi-el, he had no choice. He would break God’s commandment again if it were to save Uri-el from a demon’s talons. Yet even God’s most trusted archangel cannot avoid punishment. No longer Razi-el, he is now Izar, a Protector sworn to kill for the angels.
When a Protector kills an angel, Izar is summoned to work alongside Uri-el to capture the killer. Izar is shocked when his bloodlust spikes hot for the archangel. He knows better than to go after forbidden fruit. Refusing to give in to temptation, he ignores his body’s tempestuous arousal for Uri-el until a heated argument turns his blood into molten lust.
As they rush to find the killer, their passion plays into the demon’s plan. Izar will have to make a choice between life and death if he is to save Uri-el again.
Anyone who follows me on Twitter will know that I have the smallest of crushes on a certain actor. And with good reason – he’s handsome, ripped and has the sexiest voice on the planet. But, you know, beauty is only skin deep and the cutest guy ever is just a cute guy unless there’s more to him than looks.
Meet Cliff Simon. Cute, huh? This guy has been everywhere and done just about everything. Seriously. As a teen he was a gymnast and Olympic-standard swimmer. He’s been a lifeguard, a rescue scuba diver, and windsurfing and water-skiing teacher (something of a water baby, heh). He trained as an acrobat and performed all over the world, including a year at the Moulin Rouge. And he’s used those good looks to the max as a model in ramp, print and television commercials.
So far, so shallow? Perhaps, but there’s more to Cliff than performing for a camera. He’s an activist with Ocean Minded and sponsor for KarmaRescue (he used to foster, but recently adopted a dog on a full-time basis). Yeah, cute AND an animal lover – are you on-board yet?
Fine. You guy are such hard work!
But I can give you more, because Cliff is on Twitter. And he chats to his fans. He’s all the maturity of a 12 year old, but that’s precisely one of the reasons those fans love him. Nothing will snap you out of a funk like one of his goofy memes. Bad day? This guy will give you a hug, a pep talk and make you feel top of the world.
And he knows his fans. Yes, really. Guess who got an unprompted birthday wish? This girl (and no, I’ve not gotten over that even if it was three months ago). He’s incredibly generous, has a wicked sense of humour and is generally an all-round nice guy. Even if all the roles he gets are bad ones.
So yes, I have a little crush, but honestly don’t I have some pretty good reasons? Oh, fine, have him without a shirt. Shallow lot 😛
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Leta and I are practical women, so when we thought about a place where all our erotic fantasies could come true, even though we’d have a bevy of hot men at our disposal – we also insist on having our vibrators on hand. Because sometimes scratching that itch yourself is the only way to go. And of course vibes can be fun with partners as well. 😀
There are two brands we recommend (and no, they don’t pay us!): Lelo and Eroscillator. The Lelo comes with an electric charger, so no need to worry about batteries running low. The Gigi is great for all your pleasure needs and hasn’t disappointed me yet. It’s smooth to the touch and the five settings offer a nice range of variety.
Here’s what Leta had to say about the Eroscillator:
A few years back, my favorite, reliable vibrator complete with rabbit ears, g-spot stimulation, and rotating metal balls, went kaput and I went on a search for an identical one. I ended up reading a ton of sex toy reviews. This review by Hey Epiphora and this one by Ellen Barnard both convinced me that in addition to a replacement of my old, trusty vibrator I should also buy the Eroscillator. It was about two years after having had my child and I was really looking to splurge on feeling sexy and sexual and super-orgasmic again. The reviews convinced me it was worth a try.
The reviews didn’t lie!
I will quote from Hey Epiphora now:
To explain my love for the Eroscillator in terms that longtime readers of this blog will understand: I haven’t used my (ex-) beloved Xtreme Pack G-spot bullet (which I once dubbed “the bullet to end all bullets”) since I received the Eroscillator. I’ve tried, and it just doesn’t feel good anymore. Yeah, the clitorial stimulator that I used almost exclusively for over a year and a half doesn’t do it for me now. Basically, I’m ruined.
Yes, this is my experience exactly. Except mine wasn’t a bullet, but whatever.
Be sure to read both reviews in entirety. They give you both the good and the bad of the product. But, for what it’s worth, there is very little that is bad. Especially if you have a partner with a penis (or a strap-on) or a traditional dildo or internal vibrator for when you really need that feeling of being filled. The Eroscillator is strictly a clitoral stimulator. It’s different from a traditional vibrator, though, in that it oscillates, it doesn’t vibrate. The biggest difference there is that you will never go numb from the Eroscillator like you would from a vibrator, so multiple orgasms are a possibility if you’re up for that. And the orgasms themselves feel deeper and stronger once you learn how to use the product. (Do check out the reviews because they explain at length how to best employ the product.)
Again, no one’s paying me anything to sing the praises of the Eroscillator. I just want to share the pleasure!
These vibrators are pricier, but really, can you put a price on pleasure? We deserve it.
How about you? Have any vibrator recommendations? Don’t be shy now! We aren’t. 😀
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For some reason writing this blog post was hard. Maybe it’s because the older I get is the more sex symbols I acquire. You know what I mean—just because a person gets older, or I get older, doesn’t mean I drop that hottie from the sexy-as-hell list. So, in my case, there were too many to choose from—old hunks, fictional hunks, young hunks—and my brain started going into overdrive. “Danger, danger! System overload…”
Then I suddenly realized there was something most of my sex symbols have in common…they all move. No, no, not like get up and walk across the room. I mean they REALLY move—dance or fight or do martial arts—something physically demanding and utterly awesome. Some of them aren’t even handsome in a traditional sense but, damn, who cares with the moves these guys can do? So, here I present a small, eclectic sampling of my acquired sex symbols from past to present, and I hope you enjoy!
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I knew almost nothing about ballet when I saw the movie, The Turning Point, but afterwards I was hooked—on Baryshnikov. How could he get his body into those positions? I wanted to know…personally…up close…very, very close…
There’s something about a man in a trench coat, carrying a sword that’s irresistible, and when that man is Adrian Paul (“Duncan MacLeod, of the Clan MacLeod.” *sigh*), I’m done…or undone might be the more accurate phrase. To make it worse he not only wields a sword but does martial arts and dances a mean tango too. Yum!! Yes, when I see the reruns I desperately want to put him in a pair of low-slung jeans, but even with his waistband up way too high he’s still hot!
Forget about the ridged forehead (although that could get interesting…just sayin’), have you seen that Klingon use a Bat’leth? Now, don’t get me wrong, if Michael Dorn came to my door as himself there would be no turning him away. Just his voice alone is enough to do it for me. But if he turned up as Worf? The hubby might have a hard time getting me back!
O.M.G. There are a host of martial arts experts in the movie industry and I enjoy most of them, but Jet Li is the man for me. He’s cute, cut and has the nicest Chinese accent, but it’s the moves, people. The moves! There is a scene in the movie The One where Jet does a standing side kick that Rocks. My. World. every time I see it. Not to mention how he saved his daughter’s life during the tsunami in 2004. *melt*
I’m old enough to know better but hold on to your drawers…didya see Magic Mike? Can that boy move or WHAT? Good actor, cute guy, really nice body, but it was when I saw him shaking it on the stage that my head went up and I was like WHOA…
So there’s a tiny taste of my sexy list. Have you found there’s a common thread running through your list of hot men or women? On January 8th Sabrina admitted brains is what gets her going…what’s your top criteria??
There is such a thing called “The List.”
Each husband and each wife own one. This is the list of people that, if they show up at your front door, you’re allowed to go have insane, crazy, buck-wild monkey sex with, and your significant other won’t complain.
My list has a few people on it. The most interesting is probably Heidi Klum. (What? The woman is HOT.)
But, there at the top, is a single man. A man who’s one of the most phenomenal actors I’ve ever seen. A man who can take a role and twist it around his little finger. A man who’s pure magic.
Yes. I’m talking about him.
What can I say? I first fell in love when I saw him in “Chocolat.” This is the scene that did it: http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-c3IRf-2e8
The way he checks her out, then says “I’ll come around sometime and get that squeak out of your door.” And then smiles… MELT.
He’s gorgeous, that is undeniable. But the man has TALENT, too. Even when he plays a role that isn’t exactly “sexy”, like in “Sweeney Todd”, his sheer talent makes him appealing to me. I don’t know. He’s magnetic. He makes you drawn to him. And the fact that he looks like a total bad boy when he’s not in character? Holy sweet lord, pass the massage oil.
You may not agree with me. Channing Tatum currently occupies the top spot on a lot of people’s lists. And you know what? That’s fine. Channing can come by my house anytime he wants.
But if Johnny comes ’round?
So will I. 😉
Because this is my day to post, and I can, I’ll be putting a couple more pictures of Johnny below. You may need a few minutes. Please, take your time. 😉
Pick *a* sex symbol? Singular? That’s nuts. I can’t do it. Part of my problem is that I very rarely like a whole package. Yes. I know that sounds filthy. Take as you will. Some days, it IS filthy.
I seem to be attracted to aspects of different guys. I’m a sucker for a wicked twinkle in a man’s eye and a sense of humor to match.This can be hard to find in someone who isn’t a certifiable psychopath, but look at John Cleese and Bill Murray and, even when he’s playing deliciously despicable bad guys, Alan Rickman.
Robert Downey Jr. gets that same gleam in his eye.
It was the first thing I fell head over heels for Nathan Fillion for in Firefly. Then he turned out to be an incurable geek and I fell all the harder, but that’s another, deeply uncool issue.
A sculpted expanse of masculine physique is all well and good and enjoyable. The – er – artistic value alone, you know. The problem is that I could go on adding photos all day – which means I wouldn’t meet my word count goals for the new novel in progress.
It would have been an easier assignment to post about guys I just don’t find at all attractive or sexy. MUCH shorter list. If only because I think that everyone has *something* about them. Thank the Gods, right? That means there’s hope for a fashion victim, girl geek like me. <G>
MANHANDLERS! Yes, you! It’s a new year. This means chances to make resolutions grudgingly and break them with glee (or not), to take that trip you always promised yourself, accomplish a major goal, write a book and read thirty more! It’s also an opportunity for me to share more delicious men on my post days. So let’s start the year off right, yes? (You know I have a thing for abs, right?)
This was a hard post to write — pick one man out of a world of gorgeous men and say “He’s the one I’ll write about” is no easy task. My mind rebelled. My mouth was so dry I was puffing our powdered sugar. (And no, it had nothing to do with the donuts that leapt into my cart and then onto my desk. I swear…a lot.) I thought about the things I find ridonkulously sexy and they all seemed to come from, you guessed it, the British Isles. My love affair with green grass, sheep that look like they were hooked up to an air hose, royalty and handsome lads came together to help form this post.
First, allow me to introduce you to a familiar face for romance readers and writers. He’s graced a bazillion covers, each one hot, hot, hot, and he is gracious about all of it. Sam Bond is, by far and away, my serious want that borders on need. Born in Christchurch, England, he fulfills just about every single fantasy I could possibly have. Arms that could bench press me? Check. Pecs that cast small shadows? Check. A wicked set of abs? Check, check and check. Long hair? Cheeeeeeck.
But I’m not limiting myself to one aspect of that lush, lush landscape. (ahem) No, I’ve found that there are a wide variety of men who pique my curiosity. I have a wicked thing for a man in a kilt. Wicked. Thing. This picture seemed to sum up some of the finer points of Scotland.
Finally, I’m skipping across the Irish Sea and touching down with a wee bit of interest in a pint and a lovely lad. Jonathan Rhys Meyers’s accent is enough to make the seams of my clothing start unraveling. No joke. Hems come undone, thongs snap, laces untie, bra clasps go twang and fire off all willy-nilly. It’s embarrassing, really, since I have no real control over whether or not I find myself topless in any given situation. Just kidding. Barely. I find the accents of the Isles the most compelling of any accents out there. Australia naturally runs a close second, but England, Scotland, Ireland and Wales will always hold my heart. And the men of those lush lands? Well, they can hold any part of me they want.
Welcome back folks! I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday season. I did, but really? Were any of y’all ready for 2013? I wasn’t. *sigh*
So we’re talking about our favorite sex symbols. This was a tough one for me because it changes. What can I say? I don’t like to tie myself to one sexy man. I like options.
A few years ago (and even now), this would’ve been my first answer:
Oh Vin…with your deep voice like boulders grinding together, your buff, muscled, gleaming body and those silvery cat eyes…I loved you in Pitch Black and The Chronicles of Riddick. Oh yes, you could spin me around in the mud all day long.
But then I went to see another movie and thus was born my obsession with Gerard Butler.
Oh Gerard…the minute I saw you with your full beard, your muscled torso and that…diaper thing, I was hooked. I watched you in 300, in The Ugly Truth, in Law-Abiding Citizen and I was in love.
But recently, I’ve discovered, not one but two new sex symbols who have forever won my admiration. Yes, I went to the movies this weekend and fell in instant lust with two Tolkien dwarves. (I’m squeeing right now because yeah, I’m going to see The Hobbit again.)
Richard Armitage as Thorin son of Thrain who made me realize that apparently I have a thing for men with beards and lots of hair. I knew this because of my crush on Rob Zombie a few years ago, but I thought I’d grown out of it. Apparently not:
Oh and I’m not forgetting the adorable and young-looking Kili, one of the twins. Oh when he and Fili knocked on Bilbo’s door…my heart went pitter-patter and I might have even sighed like a school girl checking out Justin..what’s his name? Bieber? Beiber? Whatever his name is. That’s how I felt about young Aidan Turner:
Yeah, most of my sex symbols are non-humans. What’s wrong with that? Most of them have facial hair that make them look as though they’d fit in perfectly on Duck Dynasty. There’s nothing wrong with that, right?