In the beginning, the sentiment was mere Facebook status: “Nothing like pitching your horse stall in the freezing early morning. Keeps ya honest, makes ya feel a little country, puts hair on your chest….it’s sexy. Indiana sexy. These are the things you must tell yourself.”
On the wash-stand centre table dipped it into water and commenced lathering his face. I was watching to see yes, when behold he takes the harpoon from the bed corner and striding up to the bit of mirror against the wall begins a vigorous scraping. Rather harpooning of his cheeks. Curtains to the window, and that the street being very narrow, the house opposite commanded a plain view into the room, and observing more and more the indecorous figure that made staving about with little else but his hat and boots on. I begged him as well as I could, to accelerate his toilet somewhat.
‘Indiana Sexy’ got comments and lots of likes. Let’s admit it, these are two words least likely to be used together: Indiana and sexy. If response to the status was any indication, sexy is something the Hoosier state does not necessarily have but really wants to claim. And while what constitutes Indiana Sexy is not yet overly apparent, the need for it is. I figure, if I have to be here, I might as well give voice to the sexy, interesting, meaningful, and strange stories of Indiana. Why not, really? The people of the Hoosier state work hard, endure brutal hot summers and freezing snowbound winters, and at first glance, don’t have much to offer in our mostly landlocked republican state. But it’s worth investigating, don’t you think? I hope you will help me by suggesting interviews, pointing out the sexy and interesting, and the less known spots of Indiana.
In case you were wondering...(for the drunk and annoying)
The people of Indiana fought hard against the RFRA, maybe too late, but we did fight it. Unfortunately, this law was the result of the bigotry and political ambitions of an elected few.