The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
April 28, 2009Walking down the street this past weekend, the view I took in caused a thought to streak through my head like a thunderbolt in a spring tempest: This is the most wonderful time of the year in D.C. (Fall being a close second.)
The most wonderful time, that is for men. I’m sure the ladies enjoy it too, winter’s over and all, but for the boys, well, what can you say?
Instead of heavy winter coats, wool sweaters and Uggs, sandals, thongs and sundresses have blossomed like the first flowers of spring, adorning the lovely curves of the District’s ladies. (Not to mention the shorts and sports bras the jogging public are modeling now that temps are above the perma-nip level.) The flowers beneath the sundresses are still a bit pale, they’ve yet to reach their full summer color, but it’s a harbinger of the full beauty of summer.
A time when even more clothes will come off.
Who among us (ladies, feel free to raise your hands too) hasn’t stopped and cast a sidelong glance at the magnificent displays of cleavage parading about town in strappy little sundresses? It’s enough to put lesser men into goto loop of indecision.
I say whoever invented the sundress deserves a Nobel Peace Prize for service to humanity.
K Street Confidential 
If boobs are bouncing along the streets of DC, I always pay attention.
There’s no shame in my game.
I’d follow a nicely bouncing boob halfway across town.
everyone get friskier in the spring it’s the best – ever.
I like the word “frisky,” an ex used to use is as in “Wanna get frisky?” The answer was usually “Hell yeah!”
“seeking out a forum to express their most private thoughts, regrets, and dreams”
Nice post and all — couldn’t agree more! — but is this really your “most private thoughts, regrets, and dreams?”
My post, my thoughts. My reply to you, sir?
Fuck off.
That was very uncalled for. Look, the sidebar states:
“A charismatic and deranged group of partially-anonymous bloggers, seeking out a forum to express their most private thoughts, regrets, and dreams came together to create this website”
So this is what I know, or can guess:
1. You’re a blogger.
2. This blog was created as a place to post things that bloggers didn’t want to post to their own blogs.
3. That’s why the posters are anonymous bloggers.
4. Which begs the question — how was this not safe for your blog?
Forgive me for being curious. Maybe I missed the point of this blog. Maybe you did. Maybe you’re married and you don’t want your wife knowing how you feel about sundresses.
I’m a little perplexed that you’d feel the need to tell me to fuck off when I pose such a simple question, especially a.) given K Street’s supposed premise, and b.) given that I complimented the post before inquiring about your motives in posting it.