You all know that feeling, a craving, maybe for something that you previously didn't even think you liked. Some days you crave salty, some days sugar. Some days you know if you don't have a piece of meat you'll go crazy.
The same thing often happens with sexual cravings. You think you know what type of guy you like, then you see someone, totally opposite of the image in your head, walking down the street and you nearly rear end into the car in front of you staring at his ass.
Some weeks skinny guys are all you think of, other days you want a really big guy. Some days weeks all you can think of is football players, the next it could easily be a geeky nerd wearing glasses and a tight checkered shirt.
Photo Above by Mr.H
The wonderful thing about these cravings is that you can't really plan for them, even when you try. I mean, sure you can try to think of a certain 'type' to turn yourself on, but that doesn't mean your mind is going to allow it. Sometimes you try to focus on the Asian cutie who you love to watch stocking shelves at the grocery store but your brain says 'sorry man, but tonight it's gonna be the car mechanic in the blue overalls who you took care of you while got your safety inspection done.
Christian Collins:
Masterchef
Lately, men in the kitchen are almost impossible to get out of my brain. The kitchen really is such a place of such creation. I am not really a fan of Gordon Ramsay and have never really seen any of his shows, yet the past four weeks I have been glued to the screen. Final four Masterchef contestant Christian Collins is not someone I even think I like, arrogant, over confident, immensely talented and...wildly hot.
Watching him skillfully whip his tools around, knifes in particular, is almost rhythmic, like a dance. A pinch of this spice, a pinch of that one, stirring, heat abd steam coming from each pot. With creativity and technique, he beautifully turns ingredients cold, raw and lifeless just, lying on a slab, into something beautifully presented, spicy, hot, mouthwatering and fulfilling. Excuse me while I take a sip of water.
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