Adonis of the Rocks

Oct 18, 2008 at 9:45 PM
I made the mistake of opening my curtains today.

The world's most perfect looking surfer was riding the waves in front of my room, sliding and swooping and swinging around on the ocean like a ballerina in front of my room. It was graceful and rhythmic and I fell temporarily in heady, impossible love with his flippant curls, his artistry and the simple beauty of the sport.

Despite that he was quite possibly the most beautiful man I've ever seen in person, it was also the first time I've ever seen surfing up close, and I was just as struck with the beauty of the act as the man.

Seeing things for real makes them so much different. I swear TV has stolen so many perfect discoveries from me. It would have been so much more fun to have never seen anything approximating what he was doing, and then to have seen today's spectacle without a preconception.

It was hard to work for a little while. I was transfixed.

1 Responses to Adonis of the Rocks

  1. Shelley Says:

    Oh I love surfers, any surfer. The beauty of the movements, the power of the waves. I don't care if they're 12 and 4 feet tall for the moments they are on their boards flying through the water they are the perfect man.