My best friend, a descriptive essay
When I first met Josh I wasn't overly impressed. I had walked into a Hooters restaurant to dine with friends, and sitting at the table that greeted me was Josh. I didn't notice his rugged good looks. I didn't pause to gaze down upon his broad shoulders, and thick chest. I hardly noticed the caramel color of his eyes, nor his nicely manicured goatee.
What I saw, was a broken tooth. A very tiny, short, yellowing, broken upper lateral tooth. Nice tooth, I remember thinking. Who could have known that tiny insignificant flaw was what made me take notice and start paying attention.
From his head to his toes, his butt to his nose, Josh is one good looking member of the male persuasion. He's the kind of man that stands out in a crowd.
Blessed with height and an athletic build, most of my female friends give him a nine or better on the hottie scale.
To judge him solely on appearances would satisfy the most cynical of beauty critics. But his looks don't scratch the surface of his many layers. He can make you wonder about what lies beneath the exterior. Is he intelligent, funny, or loyal? Are the distinct crinkles and laugh lines around his eyes from laughing or glaring? Why do the teeth that hide behind pale pink lips appear so warn and stained? Was this based on a lazy oral hygiene routine, or merely the accidental blemishes of a careless youth?
Tanned and toned, one might wonder if he spent his days working out in the gym and later lying in a tanning bed. More careful observation would reveal the tan to be uneven and freckled by many hours in the scorching sunlight. The scars and calluses on his hands, face, and shoulders tell the story of many hardworking hours outdoors. Deeply developed shoulders, and a strong back, place him as a man born and bred to labor.
His dark eyes and deep brown hair give him an instantly intimidating look. Although his eyes usually gleam soft and bright with a tender gaze, they can harden into dark pools of glaring black pigment when he is upset or distrusting. His short, shaved hair musters up no connection with frills or fussiness.
The only implication of meticulous grooming, lies in a dark brown goatee that receives trimming, "pre-special-occasions." The goatee gracefully lies on a taunt, angled jaw line. Very defined and strong, his features are classic and masculine, complemented by his straight Roman nose.
Throughout my years of knowing Josh, I can still look at him and admire the swift grace in his movements. Quick eyes, quick hands, with an even quicker wit, he never ceases to amaze me. Possessing the grace of the Gazelle, he can charge into any situation with the thundering power of an elephant.
Clever by design, no task, mechanical or intellectual delays him for long. He has the power to adapt and overcome. I've relied on Josh during our relationship together more times than I can count. Something always pops up. When I can't remedy the situation alone, I am comforted knowing I have Josh's ever ready assistance.
I've ventured out, trying to describe the man I admire so much. With hope, you can see this man as I do through the power of my words. Seeing, as only I can, the special individuality that captures my heart whenever he's around. I am truly blessed to have someone I respect so dutifully in my life. Not only is Josh my best friend, but he is the father of our son, and my true love. I believe that his character make-up will continue to produce the wonderful father, and loving best friend, for all our lives together.