My friend and colleague, Cynthia Loyst, is one of the most sensitive, empathetic, and seductive people I know. She has a big heart and feels deeply. Her first instinct is to relate her feelings to others, so as to better understand them. And, on top of all that, as a self-described “professional sensualist” and a sex and relationship expert, she’s all about encouraging others to explore and embrace their desires, to figure out what turns them on, because you can’t really get intimate with anyone else until you really get intimate with yourself.
Cynthia is a pleasure advocate. And I thought about her a lot last night when our flight, which was already a red-eye, was delayed two and a half hours, after Duana and I had been up for 48 hours straight working on Golden Globes coverage. It’s f-cking hard to think about pleasure during an airline inconvenience. At the same time, that’s exactly when you need to get to your pleasure – and for me and Duana, one of our pleasures is playing each other in Heads Up. Like the minute the countdown begins to ding, we start laughing. We played for half an hour and it was an instant mood change. We found our pleasure in Heads Up.
Cynthia’s new book, Find Your Pleasure: The Art of Living a More Joyful Life, is about helping people figure out their own Heads Up. She wrote it because too many of us either feel guilty about feeling pleasure or can’t remember what it is that makes us feel good, sharing personal stories about what led her to rediscover her pleasure and in turn become a “pleasure pusher”.
Yours in gossip,