When is a Woman “Stunningly Beautiful”?

Please Help Guide me on My Journey

Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart once famously quipped about the topic of obscene pornography, “I know it when I see it!” After reading a response to an earlier post from “Writer with Words,” this question has besieged by thoughts. This leads me to a bigger question, “What do I find Stunningly Beautiful?”

Like Indiana Jones searching for the Holy Grail, I spent my entire day seeking to understand what I see in a women that makes her “Stunningly Beautiful.”

As I’m working out at my high-end overpriced gym, a woman walks in with beautiful blonde hair, full makeup, a perfectly coordinated Lulu Lemon outfit that showed her well toned abs, and a strange ability to text between each exercise. I suspect she had augmented breasts, and it was obvious she’s dedicated significant time and effort into her fitness routine. Though she was very pretty, this is not who I see as stunningly beautiful.

However, to the woman in the plain white long-sleeve shirt, the ponytail, no make up, who was intensely focused on her workout, listening to her head bopping music too loud, and who smiled slyly, proud of herself for finishing her set of deadlifts, you are stunningly beautiful!

I value authenticity. She was not trying to be someone she wasn’t. She was in that gym for herself. There was no pretense about her. Her enjoyment of her music while moving her head to the beat was alluring. It demonstrated a fun side, someone I would like to take dancing. Her display of self-satisfaction with her minor accomplishment showed confidence. She screamed of a woman who looks into the mirror and barks, “You go this!” and means it.

To the woman who I’ve known for years, who served me breakfast at the club this morning, who recently changed her hair color, who has always gone above and beyond to help me, and who affectionately told me and my guest to “Fuck off then” after I made a funny/chastising comment toward her, you are stunningly beautiful!

I value spunk and confidence. I value a woman who speaks her truth. Who tells it like it is, but also cares for me and others so much that she would go WAY out of her way just to make my life better.

To the woman from Hawaii who took my lunch order, with her sun and moon tattoo, who recently split from her boyfriend, who loves to surf, and after I said I surfed in Costa Rica, flirtatiously quipped, “I wish someone would take me to Costa Rica to surf”, you are stunningly beautiful!

I value adventure and flirtation. I’m adventurous, and I’m attracted to women who are as well. A woman that has the confidence to flirt is a huge turn on. It shows a playful fun nature.

Finally, to the woman in the short skirt that once seductively informed me on a date as we sat eating a meal at a fancy restaurant, “I just thought you should know, I’m not wearing any panties.” you are stunningly beautiful!

I value a woman who knows when to be naughty. After she made that comment, I could not concentrate. I’m not sure I could remember my own name, but she had me wrapped around her little finger.

My learnings today about “Stunningly Beautiful” has little to do with appearance. Don’t get me wrong there are superficial things that I find both attractive and unattractive, but “Stunningly Beautiful” comes in all shapes, sizes, hair color, heights, and looks.

Love Entry #11

6 of 10, Day 11. In the jungle, the mighty jungle ,the Lion was on the hunt! I spoke to a stunningly beautiful woman today. Get this, I met her while I was getting gas. I walked up to her said, “I’m happy to pump your gas for you, so you don’t have to, and all I want is to have a fun flirty conversation with you. What do you think?”

At first, she had a very constipated look on her face as she processed my request, and then she said, “Sure, why not.” We chatted for over 15 minutes. She’s a nurse, so we will refer to her as Nurse Betty #6. She sadly recently broke up with her boyfriend which of course I felt soooo sad about. At then end of our conversation, I asked her if I could take her out for ice cream. (That seems so much more fun than coffee or lunch.) That made her laugh, and she said, “Sure, I love ice cream.” She gave me her number, and the rest is history!

The Lion roared and the jungle shook!!!!