|Spartacus, portrayed by|
Andy Whitfield b. 1975 - d.2011
Personally, for me, it was the loincloth!
As a species, no matter how evolved we've become, hetero-sexual females still keep our eyes out for the prefect mate. That guy with the three P's!!! The ability to proficiently protect, provide and procreate.
Yes, even in the 21st century, there's an instinctual part of us that still adheres to the rules of natural selection. It may be different for each of us, but it's there nonetheless.
He can rip off his competitor's head in the arena one moment, then tear your heart out with one tender touch, the next. Why is it so easy for him? Because he's just too damn sexy!!
Then we must take into consideration that other part of a woman's brain that has the uncontrollable need to fix and care for that sexy beast we're dead set on giving our hearts to.
The brooding-alpha grunts in lieu of actual conversation and yet we'll bend over backwards to translate his actions into emotions.
By the way, big mistake, ladies.
As a writer of male characters, trust me, what they say and what they think aren't necessarily the same thing. How do I know? Because I'm a woman and HUMAN and so is that sex-god leaning across that table there. His eyes could be telling me that he's had a bad day and would rather be left alone just as easily as he could be begging me to come kiss away his pain then slip into a steamy hot-tub and... oh, my, see what just happened? I became caught up in the intoxicating spell of a good lookin' man and would have probably sold my soul to the devil if he'd asked me to. And why?? He's just too damn good lookin'!! That and he's probably dripping with charm that supersedes his sex appeal.
There's no need to leave nasty comments saying I've made women sound like pushovers. I'm not saying that at all.
What I am saying is that when we see a character in a movie or read a "to die for" description of a hero in a romance novel, we tend to overlook flaws or at the very least, hope and pray he redeems himself for whatever mistakes he's made.
Does it all have to do with the way he looks? Possibly, but if he's written well enough, we soon look beyond the baby blues and six pack. At least I do anyway.
Perfection is all part of the illusion.
Would Prince Charming be nearly as inviting if he had a beer-gut and bad breath? Probably not.
Though sincere when we say that we'd overlook just about any human flaw for true love, there comes a point where we have to draw the line when it comes to our fictitious heroes. I can find a man with a beer-gut and bad breath at the corner gas station. Give me a man with broad shoulders, a strong, flexing jawbone, and abs made of steel and I'll be one happy reader.
Does that make me superficial? No, it makes me one of those women who want a fantasy when I read because let's face it, for most of us, we aren't exactly hooking up with Brad Pitt every night. Kudos to Angelina for having that privilege.
Am I saying there's something wrong with the man who currently fills our life with happiness? Heavens no.
After all, he's the guy who sees us Saturday morning after having one too many Mojitos the night before, and he hasn't run for the hills, has he?
Those guys are the REAL heroes, right? There must have been something about them we found attractive. I mean, we share a mortgage AND maybe even children with him, don't we? THAT's reality, for sure.
But what would a little fantasy be without including a little bit of the unobtainable?
Would we jump at a book that had
Larry the Cable Guy sprawled across the cover? Some of us, maybe. But most would rather the see the beefcake, right?
It's human nature and although beauty is in the eye of the beholder, insane beauty is still a sight to behold.
No matter what type of man you prefer to share your life with, read about or watch on the silver screen, they're all sexy in their own way. And if you find yourself sliding in the direction of maybe being jealous of the women who have the hearts of these sexy beasts depicted here, I just have to remind you of one last little reality check...
Show me a sex-god and I'll show you a woman who's tired of putting up with his crap.
Gotta LOVE romance!!