I Am Searching For Something
I think I’ve found my fetish.
The other night, I was watching the first episode of the new season of Blindspot when things that I’ve known about myself for a long time, sort of coalesced.
Clearly Jamie Alexander is hot. In fact, in terms of her physical attributes, she ticks pretty much all of my boxes. But, it wasn’t her aesthetic appearance that had me at the edge of my seat, eyes glued to the TV screen. It was the scenes where she beats the living crap out of three or four CIA operatives who have been systematically torturing her. And then, it was the scene where she fights her former FBI partner and romantic interest.
Don’t get me wrong, my fetish is not women fighting. It’s not women beating up men. It’s strong women. It’s women who are intellectually and physically strong. I want a woman who could just as easily be behind me, pushing me forward as she could be in front, leading me on. But most of all, I want her beside me as my equal.
The other night, I was watching the first episode of the new season of Blindspot when things that I’ve known about myself for a long time, sort of coalesced.
Clearly Jamie Alexander is hot. In fact, in terms of her physical attributes, she ticks pretty much all of my boxes. But, it wasn’t her aesthetic appearance that had me at the edge of my seat, eyes glued to the TV screen. It was the scenes where she beats the living crap out of three or four CIA operatives who have been systematically torturing her. And then, it was the scene where she fights her former FBI partner and romantic interest.
Don’t get me wrong, my fetish is not women fighting. It’s not women beating up men. It’s strong women. It’s women who are intellectually and physically strong. I want a woman who could just as easily be behind me, pushing me forward as she could be in front, leading me on. But most of all, I want her beside me as my equal.
