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Anthony Bourdain (sexiest thing you can do on a date)...
“...you learn a lot about someone when you share a meal together. If your date makes the experience uptight and restrictive, well, the sex is going to be horrible too. ...I don't have much patience for people who are self-conscious about the act of eating, and it irritates me when someone denies themselves the pleasure of a bloody hunk of steak or a pungent French cheese because of some outdated nonsense about what's appropriate or attractive. Stop worrying about how your breath's going to smell, whether there's beurre blanc on your face, or whether ordering the braised pork belly will make you look fat. Eating with abandon couldn't be more of a turn-on: it shows that you're comfortable with yourself.
A perfect date is with a person who eats without fear, prejudice, or concerns about his or her appearance. I remember one of my first dates with my wife (Ottavia): She ordered a six-pound lobster. I sat there, enraptured, watching her suck every bit of meat from it—she got a standing ovation from the floor staff. She's the kind of woman who will order filet mignon as an appetizer followed by a T-bone steak. Her fearless, open-minded approach to food is completely alluring. For a dinner date, I eat light all day to save room, then I go all in: I choose this meal and this order, and I choose you, the person across from me, to share it with. There's a beautiful intimacy in a meal like that. It's about exploration and taste. And kissing after dinner. And maybe there's a little wine and curry on your breath... and that's nice.”
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The Los Angeles House, 1995
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Lucky Wreck, Ada Limón
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sensual and mysterious women energy
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“South wind. Dark and burning, soaked with orange blossoms,”
— Federico García Lorca, from Weathervane; Collected Poems (ed. by Christopher Maurer)
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“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”
—Oscar Wilde
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"Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red."
– Kait Rokowski
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Women want to be loved like roses. They spend hours perfecting their eyebrows and toes and inventing irresistible curls that fall by accident down the back of their necks from otherwise austere hairdos. They want their lover to remember the way they held a glass. They want to haunt.
Slow Days and Fast Company: The World, the Flesh, and LA | Eve Babitz
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L'histoire d'Adèle H. (François Truffaut, 1975)
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Summer walks in nature. The Misty Pond of Villeneuve, 1908. Painter: Henri Biva, oil on canvas.
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James Longenbach, from "Barcarolle" [transcript in ALT]
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“I had a sense of myself as a haunted house. I never knew when the invisible thing would strike – and it was like a blow, a kind of winding in the chest or stomach. When I felt it I would cry out at the force of it.”
— Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal