When I began reading romance, I remember being thrilled to stumble across Julia London's Scottish historicals like "Highlander in Love." Then, I really dug her sexy pro athletes like the one in "Hot Ticket." Still, I'm really happy she's got another historical for you, a really terrific one coming out April 17 called "The Perils of Persuing a Prince." After I read the ARC, I immediately went back to read "THoHaD." I totally dig Julia's GuestBlog today. I mean, really, she's totally got a point. Please offer Julia a warm Bella buongiorno...
One of the cool things about writing romance novels is getting to look at the guys who model for the covers and inside art. If you’re lucky enough, and go to the right events, you get to see them in person. Nice. . I’m all for brawn—some of my most successful books have had the brawn on them…nice, hunky, well-defined brawn.
But I realized recently, while watching Pride and Prejudice for the umpteenth time, that there is definitely something to be said for a well-dressed man.
No kidding—Mr. Darcy makes my heart sing. I used to think it was just Colin Firth, who makes my heart sing no matter what he does—but then I realized the new guy was making it sing, too. Was it his British accent, which makes everything a man says incredibly sexy? Or was it the dapper look? The neck cloth tied to perfection? Was I going crazy for a sharp-dressed man?
Upon further consideration (and more movie viewing), I decided yes, well-dressed men are dead sexy. For starters, I think a well-dressed man exudes power. I am definitely attracted to that. If he’s handsome and makes me smile, I am already a sucker. But if we add to the equation that he’s loaded, wants to shower me with “whatever my heart desires,” and will put a very expensive roof over my head (and let me decorate the rooms beneath it) plus take me to nice dinner and make mad love to me, well. That just makes me swoon.
Brawny guy is love under the stars. Mr. Darcy is love on 1,000 thread count sheets. Brawny guy is danger and excitement and sword fights. Mr. Darcy is a stroll through the highest rungs of society, exquisite ball gowns, and waltzing under beeswax candles. Mr. Darcy exuded influence and power and—just like Elizabeth—when I saw Pemberley for the first time, I was there. Forget his stupid pride and prejudices—just give me Pemberely and him for a day!
There is also the uniform thing—I don’t know what it is about handsome men in uniform, but girlfriends, they turn me on. Remember Horatio Hornblower? Did you think there was a scrap he couldn’t get himself out of? A jam he couldn’t think through? And he had men to command to and fro. He was so sexy. Brawny guy—love on the deck. Horatio—love in the officer’s cabin after he sword fights for you.
You may be thinking, well yeah…but you’re talking historical novels. I am, but I’ve also noticed it holds true today. Everyone loves Johnny Depp’s Jack Sparrow, right? That gypsy look is very sexy. But check it out…Johnny looks pretty darn good in a suit, too, doesn’t he? Brawny guy—he’s no Johnny Depp.
What do you think? Are sharp-dressed men sexy? Who do you think is sexy in a suit (hint: not Ryan Seacrest). Who do you think looks better with nothing on? (Hint: Gerard Butler). What is about those historical heroes that make your heart do backflips?
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