Women With Curves

I discovered my older brother's stash of Playboy mags when I was about 11 yo. I was probably spoiled rotten by what I saw in those photos. Fast forward about 8 or 9 years. I remember hanging out with a bunch of guys back in college many, many years ago drinking beers and watching girls go by. They called one attractive woman 'fat', and I immediately retorted, 'She's not fat!' But I still had a rather narrow appreciation women with more generous curves. My ex-wife has a gorgeous ass! Big & round! But I still desired a slimmer figure. That early introduction to naked women still had its grip on me. It wasn't until after I was divorced that I discovered a tiny little clothing optional beach in between San Francisco and Stinson Beach. I started going there regularly, not to ogle like so many gawkers that sit on the rocks above like nasty vultures, but just to get naked myself, decompress, and meditate in my own way. Of course, I did enjoy seeing all the wonderful naked bodies enjoying themselves in such a carefree manner, but that was not the reason I was there. This beach has a very healing quality about it, it is one of those 'special' places. The folks that do go there regularly seem to be more friendly and accepting. Because of this, I believe that many women of curvature would go there for that reason- unbiased acceptance regardless of shape, colour, size, gender, orientation. After several years of relaxing there, I noticed that I had indeed become more accepting of women who did not look like Lara Flynn Boyle, Calista Flogheart, Nicole Ritchie, ad nauseum. I much prefer voluptuous and curvy to tabloid culture stock.

Some years ago, I was seeing a woman who was not very physically attractive. We did however, get along famously in our dispositions, sports, music, and sex preferences. I had delved deep into my feelings for her and was totally willing to pay no attention to her physical appearance. She was a partier, to say the least. She often bragged about how much she drank the previous night and how she made it through work with a ripping hangover. After being married to an alcoholic, I was not about to go down that road again. I called her on it, she didn't change those habits, so we drifted apart. Just to reiterate, it was NOT her physical appearance or size that ended it for me.

One thing that does turn me off though, is a huge, hanging beer gut. I don't mind 10 or 20 or even 30 extra pounds. I don't mind 'love handles', hell I like them! But if it's all beer gut, I'm sorry, but that just doesn't work for me.