New email (yes..copied and pasted because I just could not help maahhself…with only a name change):
Woman, I have seen and been in thousands of photo’s. I do not know if I have ever seen a more seamless transition from person to paper. You transcend , beauty, Vibrance , splashed with a bit of goofy effortlessly. Beautiful. You are a smile and laugh waiting to happen. So rare… I have to have a shot of cabo Wabo Tequila with you..
Smashing. Simply smashing.
Peace,
“Eddie” (as in the EddieVan Halen looking-type) 
…….WHOAAAAA…..EDDIE!! …that was so simple and yet so umm..hmmmm…..so yummy that if I read it aloud, I can almost taste the sweet and sassy on my tongue…. Yup, I was right. It tastes a like a watermelon Jolly Rancher…. verrryyyy SASSY!
Rocker-like guys aren’t typically my “thing”….I confess, I’m absurdly attracted to nerds; intellectual types with lots of education who look like they were the president of the science club in high school. I don’t know why this is…it just is. I never was attracted to those long-wild-haired Bon Jovi-80’s rocker guys. In fact, when my friends were going crazy about Motley Crue and Guns n Roses looking guys, I was crushing hard every minute on a guy in the Marines: buzz cut, wholesome, boy next door, etc… I just never had the attraction to that bad-boy-rocker-type, even in its height of popularity…
But Eddie…well, WOW….I might have to have a tequila experience with this one…and I don’t drink tequila….but the ability to write words like this literally begs me to give rockers and tequila at least one chance….maybe just one time….
...like nailing Jell-O to the wall! 