Well, not much dating for me at the moment. It's not suprising considering I'm pouring everything I have into my current project at work and I'm exhausted every night.
So, "Hi! I'm alive." Also, it's summer...and that means I'm wearing sandals. It also means that...
Guys with a certain fetish constantly checking out my feet. I think that there's a larger portion of foot fetish men in LA than in most other parts of the country. I think I tend to draw them because of my toes.
For those of you who don't know me...I have REALLY long toes. Like, my second toe is about 3/4 the legnth of my pinkie finger.
Now, for those of you who are women...you've probably had the "Hey, my face is up here" experience. I have, at least ten times so far this year, had men "burning holes" into my feet.
I was in Starbuck's today, and the guy in front of me in line just happened to turn around and was looking down at the fruit/juice case. He saw my feet and there it was. He was frozen and I cleared my throat to let him know the barrista was ready to take his order.
He blushed. Damn it! Not fair to throw my own fetish back at me! Gah!
*edit note: Making boys blush is not an actual fetish I have. I just REALLY enjoy it.