What's sexy to me:

I'm a strange case in that I am not visually attracted to a male body. If I find a male attractive, he is likely to have feminine features such as gorgeous eyes, or shaggy hair. By contrast, if by chance I see a racy photo of a woman, I find I have to turn away to keep from lusting* while a similar photo of a man won't even blip my radar. Beefcake, ho-hum.

Yet the sound of a deep, soft-timbered voice will "zing" me from here to the moon! Although singing helps, it can be a spoken word, whispered softly in my ear, and I'll shiver.

To give an example, I recently had the opportunity to see the 2012 version of Les Miserables. I wanted to see it when it came out in theaters, but never got a chance until a few days ago with our cable company's On Demand. Anne Hathaway was the reason I wanted to see it. I've got a well-established lady crush on her. But Russell Crowe--I hadn't really paid attention to him until . That low note on the line, "fallen from God," caught me full force, and I was hypnotized from that point on. He's not the best singer in the world, but I actually prefer a bit of rawness. I don't want a voice to be so polished I could slip on it and break my neck.

How the visual and the auditory can work together in the same person, I don't know, since a feminine body with a baritone voice would be weird and more likely to freak me out than anything else.


*Please don't feel put off by my conservative values. My views govern only my own behavior. I don't condemn anyone.