I usually don’t participate in memes on this blog but I seem to have developed a raging girl hard-on for Clive Owen in the past week and it’s good fodder for BeautifulDreamer‘s Totally Fuckable Tuesday theme.
Now, my usual brand of man (or woman) tends to be fairly pretty and feminine, both of which Clive Owen is not. No, he is a man. A real, honest to goodness man. He’s got that classic tall, dark and handsome going on. There isn’t anything soft about this man. His features a sharp, chiseled and strong but what I love the most is his penetrating gaze. It sees right through me and makes me want to strip to the skin without ever looking away. Now, there isn’t a submissive bone in my body but something about Clive Owen just makes me want to please him.
The next best thing (if there ever could be a “next” best thing about this man!) is his voice. Just like his appearance, it’s masculine and strong. It comes deep and low and reaches inside, stirring primal feelings. The trailers for his new movie are so exciting; I just want to tape and replay his words over and over.
But this whole good lookin’, sexy soundin’ man packaged is wrapped up with the ultimate demeanor. Powerful and in control without being over the top, Clive Owen enchants in film with an understated personality; his presence alone is enough to say “don’t fuck with me” without ever needing to actually say it. He is commanding without being demanding, manly without being macho and sexy without ever even trying. Need I say more?
