The weather this past weekend was delicious and the cookouts were awesome. Yeah, those adjectives should be flipped but my mind is out of order right now from all the burgers, chicken, oscar myers (this was the best way I could figure to say hot dogs without saying wieners or hot dogs), potato salad, and booze. There was lots of booze and now I need lots of sleep. It seems like every time there’s a long weekend or vacation, I come out of it more tired than when it began. It should be the other way around, but we know that’s not realistic — particularly if you’re out doing sh*t.
My body is weary, but my feet look good. Yes. I said it.
The summer button gettin’ pushed in NYC signaled that it was time for me to make a trip to the nail spot. I hate wearing jeans when the weather is nice. I also hate wearing sneakers and socks. The Reef and Oahu sandals are always on deck, so I can’t have my feet lookin’ like they need FEMA and Jesus.
Some women don’t like men showing their feet outside the house. Some women don’t like men getting manicures and pedicures. I do both with delight. Sh*t, it’s my body and I like to maximize the aesthetics of as much of it as I can. It’s the difference between looking like a 5 and looking like a 7 to women that appreciate the finer details. I like women that appreciate the finer details. That means they’re more meticulous in life and take care of the finer details of themselves. Some of which won’t be obvious until I’m butt-naked (Men reading: I apologize for this) with a backwards fitted cap, cape, and boots on looking down at her on the bed as I prepare to rescue her loins from fire. I like women with nice feet. They go great with hot sauce and/or honey. I just might be serious about this.
I don’t know where this post is going. My mind is definitely out of order and I still have 2 more posts to hit my 30 in 30 goal. Let me work on that. Damn, my feet look good. Hopefully yours do too.
Slim “My signature is on the way back from Brooklyn” Jackson
On behalf of women like myself: thank you. A man who takes care of his feet OS all too rare these days. Thank God for the few who do. Keep it up, slim.
LOL at this post. good job. i've noticed that men who like feet usually take care of theirs.
honey and hot sauce though… lmbo.
I confess I’m not a fan of a man who gets mani’s and pedi’s. I rarely do it and I can’t be with someone who is in the nail spot more often than I am. If you can recommend and esthetician to me, we’re gonna have some problems.
That being said, you redeemed yourself with this line: “I like women with nice feet. They go great with hot sauce and/or honey.”
I once met a man in a party. After being introduced to me, he slowly looked me up and down, paused to stare at my feet, then looked me in the eye and said “Where’s the hot sauce?”. It was the most random, most horrific, and most delightful opening line ever. I had forgotten about that but you reminded me.
That guy turned out to be a douche, but that’s neither here nor there.
uh, this is crazy. LOL –> ”I prepare to rescue her loins from fire”
But it’s cool. I don’t judge. I’m not a foot fan. I take care of mine & if I really like you, I’ll take care of yours too. Get your mani & pedi on though. By all means. But feet make me shudder at times…
The cape was way too much for me to handle. LMSAO 2x.
I like a man who takes pride in the finer details of his appearance. My Dad and some fine men I know refuse to acquaint themselves with lotion, particularly where hands and feet are concerned. Me no likey. I don't visit the nail salon or look perfect, but I do put in work to ensure that all parts of me are presentable and delectable.
There is NOTHING wrong with a man who takes care of his feet and hands. Now, do I want us to go get mani/pedis together and have gossip time, NO! It just means you like to take care of your body and men in shorts in the summer time make me swoon. One reason summer is my favorite season!