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So, I'm either a very vulgar, or a very stupid, yet sensitive, man. The things that I notice, and genuinely want to comment on are always a recipe to get myself in hot water. Let me explain: for instance, earlier today, my coworker Lindsay walked into the vault from outside. Because we keep sensitive artifacts in the vault it is kept at or near a consistently cool temperature (usually right around sixty-three degrees and very dry). Our shop, housed under large skylights and otherwise without windows gets very warm in the summer. So, when Lindsay walked in, you can imagine what might have happened in that area normally so well hidden underneath a bra because of the cold. Me, not only being a dude but a very visual guy at that, takes note. I want to observe: "Wow, you have small nipples." Clearly, not an okay thing to say, so I do not say it, but I want to; it's a simple observation and not one pointedly sexual, despite the body part in question.
It's just something I noticed, nothing more or less. Of course, I am looking in this direction from sexual instincts. Simply being a man (whether in the market or not) has me take stock of and compare ladies figures/parts/sexuality all the time. I notice one and all---when someone looks nice, when they look bad, how their body is different to someone else's, and/or how their clothes makes them appear. I can't help it; I'm born to look. It sounds so stupid, but it is honestly quite innocent. I'm no more trying to hit on her or 'sexualize' the situation than I'm trying to get in trouble or lose my job, but, by George, I still think this stuff. And, surely, it's not to ogle, to lust, or to materialize women, but (to keep with the cliche) it's like when one comes upon a beautiful rose or breathtaking sunset: one takes note. Even if you don't stop to actually smell the flower or to enjoy the actual setting of the sun, you'll take a mental picture, make a mental note to hold onto as something that relieves the soul. And no matter how many roses you smell or sunsets you see, one takes note almost every time. And ladies are pretty. They're something that us dudes want, desire . For reasons we can not explain, it makes us feel good to look, and not even always sexually, but un-subjectively like with Greek or High Renaissance art: an appreciation of the human form. Even porno has, in all its derogatory and 'dirtyness' at least some minute quantity, of this function as well---it expands the palate, so to speak, and allows for an even wider appreciation of the varieties of the human form. Obviously, a part of this must come from my background in figure studies (both drawing and painting) where the body gets broken down to such an extent of curves and lines and their relationships, but I feel that this 'way of seeing' is inherent in eveyone, just maybe less refined.
And ladies must know, deep down somewhere, what's going on. Otherwise, why would women dress the way that they do? Form-fitting pants, cleavage, push-up bras, thongs, etc. all have their aesthetic functions, but aesthetics themselves have a practical function as well. While a thong hides itself and eliminates annoying lines showing through a skirt or tight pants, it also accentuates the ass and, if it comes up above the pant-line, acts as a nice visual 'arrow' pointing eveyone's attention to a sexually oriented body part. Even its design, showing next to everything, but hiding everything is meant to inspire the imagination, which in turn inspires desire.
Which makes me wonder: what do women see? How do they aesthetisize? As much as women must not realize what is attractive to men, men must not to women. Do they cautiously examine a man's crotch in search of some definition or do they compare the tautness of a man's ass? Or is is something much more simple as a guy's apparent strength or his charm as evidenced through his, "burning blue eyes"? Of course, everyone is different in what we desire and prioritize, but I would think that there has to be some consistency, just as there is in men. But what is it? Who knows? Perhaps, I am looking at it from too much of a man's perspective and the women's observations are from a totally different perspective that I am not even considering. I'll probably never know, but I want to tell the ladies: we're not being creepy or even demeaning, we honestly just can't help ourselves.
It's just something I noticed, nothing more or less. Of course, I am looking in this direction from sexual instincts. Simply being a man (whether in the market or not) has me take stock of and compare ladies figures/parts/sexuality all the time. I notice one and all---when someone looks nice, when they look bad, how their body is different to someone else's, and/or how their clothes makes them appear. I can't help it; I'm born to look. It sounds so stupid, but it is honestly quite innocent. I'm no more trying to hit on her or 'sexualize' the situation than I'm trying to get in trouble or lose my job, but, by George, I still think this stuff. And, surely, it's not to ogle, to lust, or to materialize women, but (to keep with the cliche) it's like when one comes upon a beautiful rose or breathtaking sunset: one takes note. Even if you don't stop to actually smell the flower or to enjoy the actual setting of the sun, you'll take a mental picture, make a mental note to hold onto as something that relieves the soul. And no matter how many roses you smell or sunsets you see, one takes note almost every time. And ladies are pretty. They're something that us dudes want, desire . For reasons we can not explain, it makes us feel good to look, and not even always sexually, but un-subjectively like with Greek or High Renaissance art: an appreciation of the human form. Even porno has, in all its derogatory and 'dirtyness' at least some minute quantity, of this function as well---it expands the palate, so to speak, and allows for an even wider appreciation of the varieties of the human form. Obviously, a part of this must come from my background in figure studies (both drawing and painting) where the body gets broken down to such an extent of curves and lines and their relationships, but I feel that this 'way of seeing' is inherent in eveyone, just maybe less refined.
And ladies must know, deep down somewhere, what's going on. Otherwise, why would women dress the way that they do? Form-fitting pants, cleavage, push-up bras, thongs, etc. all have their aesthetic functions, but aesthetics themselves have a practical function as well. While a thong hides itself and eliminates annoying lines showing through a skirt or tight pants, it also accentuates the ass and, if it comes up above the pant-line, acts as a nice visual 'arrow' pointing eveyone's attention to a sexually oriented body part. Even its design, showing next to everything, but hiding everything is meant to inspire the imagination, which in turn inspires desire.
Which makes me wonder: what do women see? How do they aesthetisize? As much as women must not realize what is attractive to men, men must not to women. Do they cautiously examine a man's crotch in search of some definition or do they compare the tautness of a man's ass? Or is is something much more simple as a guy's apparent strength or his charm as evidenced through his, "burning blue eyes"? Of course, everyone is different in what we desire and prioritize, but I would think that there has to be some consistency, just as there is in men. But what is it? Who knows? Perhaps, I am looking at it from too much of a man's perspective and the women's observations are from a totally different perspective that I am not even considering. I'll probably never know, but I want to tell the ladies: we're not being creepy or even demeaning, we honestly just can't help ourselves.