Sweat. How do authors make this act so completely sexy in books? I really want to know. Honestly, this thought eludes me.
I just came back from Wyoming where, although it gets hot, they don’t have the humidity that Georgia has. So, I honestly did not sweat the whole time I was there. In contrast, as soon as I stepped out of the airport in Atlanta, I was drenched. Since then, I’ve noticed that just loading the groceries into my car is leaving yucky pit stains under my arms. What the …..????
So tell me, why is it that we can drool over a sweaty couple sliding all over each other (I’m just as guilty of this as any one else) in a written scene, but it’s not quite as sexy when we find ourselves in similar situations??? Hmmmmm. Inquiring minds want to know.