I mentioned before that I don’t really dig guys with accents. This still holds true. My brain works hard all day, and when I’m spending down-time with my partner, I’d like to turn it all off and not have to make my brain “work” to hear their words through their accent. Shallow and selfish? Probably. But that’s not the point here.
I do think there’s a difference between an “accent” and the intonations that some people speak with depending on which part of their country they’re from (ie. West Coast Canadians vs. Newfies). And there is one regional (accent? intonation?) way of speaking that gets me TOTALLY HOT. It seems to be prevalent with people who live in the DC area.
The first time I heard it, it was the voice of the CFO of a company I used to work for. He could have children older than me, but I spent a great deal of time working with him, respected him quite a bit, and found his voice pretty soothing in a time of great chaos.
I pretty much forgot about it, until I heard audioblogs and radio snippets from this guy and this guy. Both have lovely (and expecting!) wives – but their voices… wow. I melt.
Perhaps I should move to DC? Anyone out there wanna take in a lonely West-Coast Canadian Girl?
That’s the way I am with my boy. Something about the smooth southern flow of the words. Mm.
I used to have a major thing for the sound of certain words spoken in answering machine messages by guys who spoke Quebecois French. It went too far… I found out that this one particular guy who I worked with did NOT have caller ID (I was at least smart enough to check that) and then I’d call his home number while I could see he was sitting at his desk, so I could listen to just the voice mail message. Something about that “retournez votr’appelle” phrase (spelled wrong no doubt) gave me the thrills. Too bad the guy’s name was Clifford, though.