The transcendental state of being sublimely happy, conjoined inexorably with the sense of primal self-satisfaction, on a persistently self-renewing and effortless basis.
This state broadcasts itself loudly and clearly, without the need ever to speak a word…
It is the pure essence of loving self-acceptance and self-appreciation which makes the possessor IRRESISTIBLY, COMPELLINGLY ATTRACTIVE to others simply because just being around someone who is THAT comfortable and positive feels so good, IT IS ADDICTIVE!
"I really admire Sir Richard Branson, his successfulness really comes through in interviews. It's hard to imagine him stressing about anything!"
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)