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We all have guilty pleasures that we would rather keep private. Listening to Justin Timberlake is my guilty pleasure. However, as much as I adore his voice, the blue-eyed soul brother doesn’t know a thing about sexy. Call me silly, but I initially thought his song “Sexy Back” was an ode to a woman’s posterior.
And then I heard the song. I’m supposed to believe that the same guy who fronted on the queen of gratuitous sexiness (after the horrendous “wardrobe malfunction”), cried on Ashton Kutcher’s “Punk’d” and once dated the poster child for backwoods, no-talent teen idols is bringing back sexy.
Uh, don’t think so. Sexy is not who you are. It’s what you are.
I agree with him on one point—sexiness is lost. Where did it go? It seemed as if it just disappeared into thin air. The advent of casual Fridays was a start, convincing men that it was OK to look dingy and disheveled. ‘Hey, it’s Friday, I think I’ll pull out the wrinkled T’s and pleated khakis.’
Let’s not forget America’s dysfunctional beliefs about sex. Our society uses sexiness to sell everything from cars and clothes to gum and deodorant. Yet we turn around and get all puritanical and condemn those same images as the sources of corruption and evil in the world. Why would sexiness want to stick around in that mass of confusion?
Plenty of guys will admit that looking sexy is not easy. And many believe it’s something reserved strictly for women. They can’t look sexy because they’re busy trying to look ‘masculine.’ But you can look masculine and sexy.
