Tuesday, November 16, 2010
HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU. . . UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
Three things teenage Colby fantasized about: soccer player calves, a thick well proportioned nape, and the ever-revelatory happy trail.
I didn't start growing chest hair til my mid 20s. A boy my own age with a happy trail really got me excited. Straight athletic types often perform a gesture that is a true treat when you catch them in the act (gently lifting their shirts to show off their happy trails).
When I was 15, there was a boy in my driver's ed car I was OBSESSED with, Geof, a "kicker" (a country boy with skin-tight jeans*) who would show me his hairy abs every time we got out of the car to switch drivers. DROVE ME NUTS! Try learning how to drive a car with a suburban housewife, 4 pubescent teens and a rock hard boner.
I also seem to remember a porn star in the early 2000s, European, who had a beautiful golden happy trail. . . one of the most amazing I've seen. He sold porn with that pubic hair! I used to rent his videos just to see his furry belly. Does anyone know who I'm talking about?
*Kicker: I grew up thinking a "kicker" was someone who listened to the much-derided local country radio station KIKK, though I think it really originates with "shitkicker", a cowboy, naturally, who walks in a lot shit.