For each of the past four years, we've asked you, dear reader, to tell us where to find the sexiest Atlantans.
You've described how you drop ample cash each morning at a certain coffee shop just to catch a glimpse of that sultry barista. We've heard about you dragging your weary butt to the gym, again, to watch that smokin' receptionist swipe your card. We were even a little shocked to learn that one of you went to church to drool over the handsome minister of music. As that particular nominator wrote, "All I can think about while I'm sitting in the pew is how much I would love to have his long legs wrapped around me!" Oh, the sacrilege!
Then there are the nominations that make us wonder: "She looks like Halle Berry with braces"; "He has this refined country voice and looks like a sweet ol' teddy bear"; and "His cologne is fresh like the fragrance of Paris or access to Las Vegas." Huh?
Anyway, we took hundreds of nominations this year -- around 230 -- and tracked down as many objects of your lust as we could. Some, such as "the Comcast guy who works in DeKalb," we couldn't find. But the ones we did, such as Promised, the maitre'd at Taurus who received four nominations, were subjected to CL's rigorous lust-o-meter. Eventually, our panel of experts narrowed the list to the 12 men and women who managed to distract even us from everyday jobs: a "Nubian queen"; "an old Hollywood beauty with a chocolate complexion"; and a bartender with "dark, deep eyes [that] make me want to keep ordering drink after drink."
Read on to learn more about the finest of Atlanta's finest.
Bartender at Figo Pasta Westside
This Sicilian beauty is an understated sexpot: Sophia Loren meets Chan Marshall. As her nominator wrote, "She made me feel like I was 17. ... I lost a few decades." In addition to serving bowls of pasta at Figo, Meredith has launched Schematic Apparel, an artistic T-shirt line.
If you could sit on a crane anywhere, where would it be?
Over olive orchards in Sicily.
Can you tell if someone is good in bed just by looking at them?
No. Looks don't go that far.
Tell me a dirty joke.
The white horse jumped in the mud.
If you could sit down and have a drink with any historical figure, who would it be?
More importantly, what would you drink?
If we had your iPod here and put it on shuffle, what song might come up?
Madonna's "Dress You Up."
What's the last concert you saw?
The Black Crowes.
How do you like to let a man/woman know you're interested?
By having a deep conversation with him.
When is the last time you wet the bed?
I what? That's disgusting. Who the hell wants to know that on the Lust List?
Bartender at the Lobby at Twelve
Anton has charm. His pearly whites repeatedly blind you as he talks in turn about being a hopeless romantic and a big player. When he hunkers over the bar and looks deep into your eyes, you feel like you're the only person in the room. But be careful -- he's got quite a list of pet peeves. And he won't settle for just anything.
How did you get so hot?
It was God's fault, and my mom's.
Please rate your hotness on the following scale: warm bath, fresh ground pepper, wasabi, Tabasco, light bulb, scotch bonnet, mace, Angelina Jolie/Brad Pitt, lava, Africa, the earth's core, or the sun.
Shit, I'm the sun.
Who'd win a fight: Ashley Smith or Jennifer Wilbanks?
Ashley Smith. The runaway bride was a punk. She ran.
Atlantic Station: Urban renewal or suburban strip mall?
Urban renewal. I don't want to get fired.
Which trend do you wish would go away?
The Kanye [West]-style blazers and stuff.
Do you have any pet peeves?
Oh, yeah. I have a whole lot of them. When a person sneezes and someone doesn't say "Bless you." When somebody puts their hands in my potato chip bag. I don't like, as a bartender, when people snap or yell, "Hey, bartender." Oh, and women who chew with their mouth open and who wear sandals that are too small and their feet spill over the top of them.
When I grow up, I want to ...?
Own my own business, get married and have kids.
What's the last concert you saw?
What's the best way to ask you out?
Pull a boob out.
Tell us something that no one knows about you.
I'm a hopeless romantic.
Waitress at Divan
Aside from her petite frame and dark, almond-shaped eyes, Christie's sweet, sometimes shy demeanor and enthusiastic service -- she bounds up the steps at Divan -- make her a luscious catch.
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