Women I Love | Juliet Elliott
Esquire used to have a column I enjoyed called “Women We Love”. (Still might, haven’t picked up the magazine in years). I remember one contribution by English comic Frank Skinner well. Skinner wrote an ode to Sporty Spice, a women who was probably at the bottom of most “best looking Spice girl” lists. (Coincidentally, my brother thinks she is “dead sexy”).
Skinner’s mature response to the column has stuck with me for some time. I read it at the time I realized that it was possible to fall for women that are not universally acknowledged as attractive, the moment when you discover personal peculiarities in your taste in ladies.
While I don’t have a “type” just yet (or perhaps don’t realize I do), I’m unmistakably drawn to women like Juliet Elliott, a feminine tomboy type who rides bikes and looks remarkably cool doing it. She also has three things that always work with me – a charming smile, decent enough tattoos, and super legs. I imagine, also, Ms. Elliott has a good sense of humor.
Aside from riding bikes for Charge (and running Final Agency), Elliott also has a line of lip gloss. I forwarded along a press release related to this line to a friend earlier in the week, suggest that I have a crush on Elliott and might send her an unsolicited love letter. My friend, a charming lady, seemed to think that a sound plan.
I don’t.
As such, I have taken the cowardly approach and made Elliott the first of my own “Women I Love” columns. All of the featured women will be the type that are likely to break my heart (if given the chance) and none will be particularly famous. The major issue with highlighting less than famous women is that I will come off looking like a stalker and a creep.
So be it, I am too old to allow attraction to be completely unheard. And, still too young to accept the pain of out and out, face to face rejection.

















