Boys in NYC!

“Bad boys bad boys what you gonna do when they come for you”…???Reminds me of one particular TV show featured around cops. I have no idea how, when, where and why it started, but I have been forever fascinated by the NYPD men. Blame it on shows like these if you will because I realize how lame my statement above sounds. Nonetheless, I feel extremely happy I got two gentlemen from this very league to pose on their bikes and get a picture taken with me (and I let them know how awestruck I have always been)! It led to a long queue of tourists behind us bustling in enthusiasm at this new found attraction! Which brings me to the topic of the day, `Boys in NYC’.
Wearing shades inside the train? They don’t care!! Leather pants, leopard prints, hot pants with scarves, shiny red shoes, men wearing kilts; they fit in perfectly with the well groomed, polished gentlemen attired in perfect business wear. Scarlet to pink, purple to blue, fluorescent, vibrant, and oh so colorful!!Name any color and I can find a guy with that color on his hair; which by the way, I must say, draws my interest all the time. Ankle length braided locks, frizzy perms, the renowned punk look; and guess what? Ghajini style dos are all over!! It’s not just the well gelled ,neat and meticulously styled hair that rules. Fashion is a statement everyone around makes.

It’s a haven for tattoo lovers. Muscled men move around in vests and the colorful, beautiful, intricate tattoos clothe their arms, shoulders and also creep out from under their shorts! I try not to but end up staring anyways!

Cold, creepy, oblivious, is what these boys are not. Friendly, courteous, chatty is what they are.

This giant of a guy, a little less than 7 feet tall, hefty and dressed in red track pants, a green fluorescent tee, black runners, head swaying in response to the I pod playing his favorite music and his body in rhythmic motion with that of the train, passed on a warm smile (he must have caught me staring..Told you it’s hard for me not to) and I responded with an even wider smile.

Hell,I like the boys of NYC!