I realized the other day that nothing has really changed, except I would look really shitty with a T-Boz haircut now that my hair is moving off my head and down my back. I'm still that same hardworking kid who's a bit off with my style, curious about what lies ahead and doing my best to calm my nerves and go for it. However, now that I dress people for a living, I'm glad I'm no longer interested in jumpsuits...
In all seriousness, I'm in a place where I'm looking for more than a one-night stand. I've got both feet on the ground and I know what I like. I want a challenge, not a chase, someone who has a strong personality to match mine. I like a laid back guy who is intelligent, but firstly values kindness and heart. Lets converse, not pontificate. And you aren't well-manicured, you smell right on your own.
The best foods involve a lot of onions and garlic, peppers and cilantro.
Music, lately: Gesaffelstein, M.I.A., Le1f, Kelly Polar, Santana, Frank Ocean, Alex Clare.
That's just the tip of the iceberg. I'm a sucker for good beats and a great voice.
Movies? I'm into a lot of genres and styles, but I hate gore. And aside from Sigourney Weaver, screaming people irritate me. I don't generally like classics or period pieces, but I may have cried watching the new Jane Eyre film. It's all about Fassbender.
My youth was a mixture of highlights: a junior NRA membership, shooting practice on the weekends, Republican conventions, Aikido lessons, fishing before school at 5 AM, and escaping the hum of Dr. Laura and Rush Limbaugh by immersing myself in horticulture and building my own basketball hoop outside.
As a grown man, I’ve learned to acknowledge and accept, forgive, and be kinder to myself and others – and to look for those attributes in other men. Sometimes tough exteriors are just exteriors.