Her smile lit up a room, and she had such a warm and gentle spirit that she made everyone around her comfortable. That always happened as he fell into her beauty. The moment their eyes met the whole room disappeared for him. She was waiting in a line to get them wine and he was in another to get her something to eat. They were on opposite sides of the theatre lobby. He walked up to her, pushed a bit of hair off her face, smiled and he lead her back into the darkness of the theatre. For his part, he took her all in and felt as though every other man in the room must be incredibly jealous of him for having such a Playboy-bunny girlfriend. She’d just changed her hair to style he’d asked her to switch to and it made her happy that it turned out the way he wanted. Her high cheekbones and perfectly shaped, symmetrical eyes looked back at him, pleased that he liked how she looked. He liked to show her off and that made him feel good. She smiled, knowing he approved of her extremely provocative dress. Her father was a wealthy dentist and every single tooth was a perfectly shaped electric-white chiclet. Her voice was beautiful, her jawline sharp and very sexy. Her ears were perfect little Disney Princess ears, drawn as a perfect set by the universe. He used to tease her all time time about them but she never wore hairstyles that covered them, which embarrassed him.
He had always told her the story about how he had broken up with his first girlfriend because of the weird shape of her ears. She wore the very large and prominent diamond he gave her on her left hand, the matching earrings dangled from her delicate ears like neon signs pointing at his wealth. Her stomach was perfectly anorexia-flat and yet gave way to large, perfectly placed, absolutely identical breasts that cooperated perfectly to create substantial cleavage that she further used makeup to enhance. He motioned for her to twirl in the dress he’d chosen for her and she did, and that twirl showed off that ass she worked so hard on every day. When he looked at her his eyes snaked up her body, starting at her shiny super-high spiked heels, on past the long straight and narrow legs that her diet and daily jogging had helped to maintain. She was waiting on the other side of the theatre lobby for him when their eyes met.
He looked carefully at each of the ladies there and yes, there were some extremely impressive figures moving about the room but in comparing them he felt his fiance was indeed the most beautiful there that night. So if you’re in the first group and want to be in the second, know that there are people walking all around you who have achieved that status, and if you stop looking at all of the people that conform to advertising standards you’ll end up seeing a lot of the people who have found true, unconditional love. But everything in each example is actually something that I’ve either witnessed or it’s something that someone told me they’ve experienced or done. The second is concocted from an amalgamation of things that either happened to couples I know or they’re things that couples have told me about in their process with me. The first is common and was easy for me to create. It’s a totally different thing and you can look like anything and be from anywhere and have unconditional love happen to you.īelow are two examples. You want someone who thinks you’re the most gorgeous thing on the planet because you’re the mother of their beloved children-that whole new people that were created by your intense attraction to one another. You don’t want someone who thinks you look great because you’re all decked out for some important event. It’s the difference between someone who wants to guide you to look like something that will adorn them, versus someone who thinks you are gorgeous the way you already are. What’s the difference between a partner looking at you with conditional versus unconditional love? It’s all the difference in the world.
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