As a kid I used to lie in bed at night and fantasize about growing facial hair. I thought that if I wore a mustache, people would have to do what I said. Spend time with children and you'll learn a simple truth - they're obsessed with power. It makes sense. They're the least powerful people in the world. They're told when to sleep, what to eat, what to wear, what to think. They dream of being bosses or police officers or international super criminals.
After becoming adults we realize few power trips are worth the trouble. Being the boss at work means you have responsibilities, sporting muscles means you spend your days at the gym, even politicians have to appease voters.
But I was fascinated from the moment I understood the concept of being sexy. "You mean to tell me, people want to be around and help you just because you have a hard to explain but omni-present aura? Where do I sign up?"
Sexy people have power over others without the overhead of other roads to power. Sexy is cheap, portable and pollution free.
But understanding what makes a person sexy has been an uncertain quest for me with lots of stutter steps. I hope to share some of that journey with you.