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Saturday, April 16, 2005

See you in New Zealand!

What do you get when you cross a dark, super-fit, tall and lean, super-smart, funny, educated, gorgeous man with a lovely New Zealand/Maori accent? A pack of women going weak in the knees, milling around him like he's the Indigenous Brad Pitt. Don't get me wrong, I was one of them...just a little more subtle.

I am just home from the Federal Indian Bar Conference in Albuequerque. Two days of updates on the law, with a long-overdue dose of hanging with all may Native colleagues and alumni from ASU. Lawyers generally do a little bit of heavy drinking in these settings, Natives no exception. But I did notice that they were more civilized about it than some of the other groups. I, for one, noticed that I try to behave better than I do when in other groups. I think there is some serious consideration for not wanting to perpetuate the stereotype. But we had a lively time. Just no gross scenes. There was definetely some "snagging" going on, but nothing more than anywhere else.

Back to the hot Maori Lawyer. He smiled at me once, and I lost my train of thought. And i was having a heart to heart with one of my favorite people in the whole world, my old friend Joe Teno, who I haven't seen in two years and who just had a child, so I was very involved in our talk. But Hot Maori guy walked by, I met his eyes, he smiled... and I could not concentrate for a couple of minutes. He had given a talk a few hours prior, and it was inspirational and smart, and heartfelt, and dripping in accent which I am always a sucker for. It took me a minute to focus again, but I still felt a little winded. Definetly on par with being "StarStruck".

Later at a mixer, i observed him to be hounded by packs of gorgeous women. Native Lawyer women contain a fair majority of hot women. Native Lawyer men too, there were a lot of hotties. But I love long dark healthy hair on a lean fit man with a nice face. Not rocker hair, but natural indian hair that is meant to be long. Anyway, Hot Maori guy was having to push them through in shifts like a dignitary. I thought the whole scene was hilarious, but I could definetly understand it. I wanted to take anumber and be in that line.

AND THEN, it was over. In a laugh. He had the most unmanly goofy giggle. I overheard it a few times,a nd then stared to be sure it came from that gorgeous specimen. Oh man. He had said some witty things in his presentation, but no laugh was heard until later...and it had a serious "chilling effect" on me. Humor and personality are so important to me when I am gauging the hot factor. Random things like a goofball laugh and he is sunk. Well, I hope it's a blessing. Had he been any more hot, he'd need a security team to get out of there. Fascinating.

My own hot, sexy, smart, strong, handsome, witty man with a sweet and pleasant laugh peacefully sleeps at the moment. My momentary overwhelmed reaction to a Hot Maori accent in a model's body did no damage to my love and obsession for him. :)

1 Comments:

  • At 7:45 AM, Blogger Little Star said…

    Only One Question:
    Why in hell are you not inviting me to your native conferences????

     

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