I think that most guys around this time of year pull a Pablo Francisco in New York, in this area at least, when the weather really starts to go up and a lot of girls are anxious to show off their new summer clothes. I suppose that I can admit to doing the same thing at some point, but I’ve sort of lost the feeling, so they say.
So many are in halter tops and capris (ugh, capris), or other skimpy, tight clothes, and it all just seems so boring now. I might get distracted if a girl dresses with some more fucking personality instead of dressing to show skin, but overall hizzotness just doesn’t do it for me anymore. There’s gotta be a little more, a little something extra to really keep my attention.
Hopefully, that means I’m growing up, not getting more superficial.

