These Are My Confessions: Cigar

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I like people who like things. Men who smoke cigars seem to really like them! It's fun watching someone do something they enjoy. And it just looks mad sexy. I even like the magazine Cigar Aficionado, and I don't smoke cigars.

Recently I was with a guy who was smoking a cigar. I loved watching him use the cutter to prepare it, and the awesome butane lighter he has that makes it possible to light even in windy conditions. (It takes a lot longer to light a cigar than I imagined.) I've not really been around a cigar smoker, just cigarette smokers. Cigars are a whole different ballgame-- savored and enjoyed, not a quick fix like a cigarette. (From observation, I've never smoked one.)

We were in a public place, but I have to admit my mind kept imagining kissing him deeply between those puffs. And I had to keep focusing my eyes on his face, not his hand holding the cigar. He has exceptional hands. Especially a hand holding a cigar. Instead, I just stood and smiled and tried to concentrate on the stories he was telling me. It was kinda hard. Very distracting watching him. A good memory.

I am proud of my cigarette smoking friends who have given them up; it's a big accomplishment! But I wish I had more cigar smoking friends. I just like them is all. Very sexy. Maybe I can convince one of the ex-cigarette smokers to take up cigar smoking? At least for an evening?

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Matt said…
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Saturday, April 14, 2012
Matt said…
There is something fundamentally satisfying about a *good* cigar.

And the smell of really good pipe tobacco in a room...the laws should've just prohibited cigarettes, not all tobacco products.

Cigarettes to good cigars are like McDonalds Quarter Pounders compared to a good cut of steak.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Rebecca Foster said…
I will have to take your work for it, but that sounds like a great analogy! I noticed my friends who smoked always seemed to like the moments just after smoking more than the actual smoking. I love the smell of cigar and pipe smoke, so I agree with you.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Busy Bee Suz said…
I find this so interesting.
My dad smoked cigars for years and before that pipes.
So, for me, I don't find it so appealing. The coach, back in the day would partake in a cigar with friends, but I just loathed the smell. :)
Friday, April 20, 2012
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