I have an obvious weakness for really tall, thick, dudes. You just have to read my “men I’ve slept with” posts (three in total!) to see some consistencies. To be fair, I also like my share of actors and musicians….
When I was 19, I met this guy at a dance club my friends and I frequented on a regular basis. His nickname, which remained even after we got up the guts to talk to one another, was “Nordic Man”. He was 6’4″, blonde, sharp features, somewhat cold and restrained… but super handsome.
We dated for a while before I went away for school. Several dates, he always insisted on paying, we had a lot of fun together, but then I moved away to go to school. If memory serves (and I would have to go back and refer to my diaries to confirm) I don’t think we slept together during this time.
But then, he started coming to visit me at school. We would party, he’d smoke pot, and we would have really great sex. As cold as he sometimes was, he was very passionate in bed. He was a bit of a troubled soul, was hot and cold, and eventually I got tired of it all.
But in my memory, he is a slim, tall, hot, sexy dude.
Sometimes, it’s WAY better for them to just stay in your memory.
Last year I was at a baseball game with my son, my father-in-law, and his girlfriend. We were in great seats a few rows first base. I noticed a camera man who looked vaguely familiar. My first thought was – OMG that’s Nordic Man – but then decided I was crazy because he seemed so un-like the guy I remembered.
I spent the next several innings debating whether I should go down and say hi, and trying to see the name on his security pass. Finally I got smart and took a photo and blew it up.
There was his name.
He was still tall, obviously… but was bald, quite overweight, and his face was not aging gracefully. The cranky personality showed. Even with the passage of time and the effects of aging, I was surprised there was none of the attraction I used to feel.
I didn’t go down and say hello.
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