Ravenous Romance Author Blog
|Men in Hot Colonial Hats|
What it is about a man in a tri-cornered or cocked hat that stirs such passion for me? What makes that so freakin' hot? I don’t think I could really put my finger on it. But when I’m in Colonial Williamsburg and a young man with dark hair and broad shoulders…or even an older man with steely gray hair and a square jaw…goes galloping down Duke of Gloucester Street on his horse, cape flying, black leather boots secure in the stirrups, eyes blazing, I feel absolutely faint in the knees. Is it the sense of power the man projects? The self-confidence? The aura of duty and determination and strength? The idea that a man who exudes such command would command me in all the best ways? Maybe it’s none of those or all of those. I just know that a tri-corn hat is a first step to getting me hot and bothered and willing to meet the man in stable loft or behind the oak tree in the lily garden. Every Revolutionary hero needs a willing woman to help ease his mind and his soul and his body.