connisseur

When i say that i love women. I dont want you to think of it in a sense of me being a perv, a  male chauvinist pig, a creepo, or any other term that has been said in a negative way. Think of it more as a Woman Connoisseur.

    Connoisseur:
        1: expert; especially : one who understands the details, technique, or                     principles of an art and is competent to act as a critical judge 
        2: one who enjoys with discrimination and appreciation of subtleties <a                     connoisseur of fine wines>

See where most might look at a woman and just see her as someone they wanna sleep with, they just look at her ass and tits and dont see nothing else. They never see the subtleties. They dont notice how she shaded in her eye make up to compliment her eyes,  they dont notice the choice of shoes to match her purse, how she  reveals just enough but still leaves room for the mind to create mysteries. Even the way she walks, and the way she talks to stimulate the mind. Just as a Art Connoisseur is able to look at a painting and notice how the artist stroked each paint brush, how the artist used certain colors to express their emotion, and which exact message the artist was trying to get across. Thats how I am with a Womans beauty. I can look at it and notice what she is trying to hide and what she is trying to express.

See women are the modern day artists. They are able to take a blank canvas (their naked bodies) and they construct it, they paint it, and decorate it to make the most beautiful painting.  An Immaculate piece of art. Now dont get me wrong. Not all women are artists. Im not talking bout the one with her boobs out to get attention. Im not talking bout to the one with extra thick eye liner on cause she doesnt know wats the best kind to get to compliment her eyes. Im talking about the ones who plan out their wardrobe from head to toe to the T. Who understand themselves and knows her face and body like no one else and can create a masterpiece.

so next time you are sitting at an open patio cafe, and you see a beautiful lady walk by, take a look at her. Check her out. I dont mean check out her ass or tits. No, I mean look at her. Look how she moves so elegantly, look how her hair falls just the way she intended it, with each curl bouncing as planned. Admire her work and pay compliment when a compliment is due. I mean since when is admiring beauty a bad thing?

“The woman who appeals to a man’s vanity may stimulate him, the woman who appeals to his heart may attract him, but it is the woman who appeals to his imagination who gets him”~Helen Rowland