The other afternoon, I was playing some fetch with Nipper in the yard. I looked up and saw (because of traffic) a car slowing down not far from me. It was a woman driving. I didn’t get a good look at her face, but I suppose she had a cute-ish profile.
What I DID notice, however, was what she was wearing.
(Not one of those tight, beat poet type deals. A looser… knit one, I guess.)
And, almost without realizing it, I said, “Ooooooh.”
I have no idea what in my background has caused me to react this way to that article of clothing, yet here we are. And it is not just the turtleneck itself. It is also the hair being worn up with it.
Now, I know that, as a dude, I’m expected to be all about the cleavage — and I’m not opposed to it, trust me — but there is just something about the hair-up, turtle neck thing. It just looks…. cozy. Or something.
And this is not the only type of clothing that gets an interesting reaction from me.
There is a style of button up shirt that I LOVE on a woman.
It is usually white, has a collar, tapers in at the waist, and has 3/4 length sleeves.
Do you know the kind I mean? (I should mention that it is entirely possible that these things have been out of style for a decade. Me and fashion… we met once at a party, but we don’t stay in touch.)
I actually really enjoy women in business attire in general.
However, I am also an absolute sucker for a woman in an apron.
I’m a friggin’ riddle.
Now, don’t go burning bras or me in effigy. I don’t want to be served by a woman in an apron or anything. I just find it so… charming. It brings to mind a simpler time. Granted, it was a time without satellite TV, but still… A cute girl in an apron just makes me smile.
In addition to very specific types of clothing, I can also react favourably to a woman’s name. (I guess that I don’t go in for any of that “a rose by any other name” horseshit.)
That’s not to say that a woman’s name will make me like (or dislike) her more. However, if someone says “You should totally meet my friend _________” some names will catch my attention more than others.
Off the top of my head…
But, these things aren’t necessarily constant. Occasionally a name will be ruined, or make a comeback, for me.
For example, I thought the name Meghan was awesome in my youth. But, then I met a hateful Megan, so the name (in all spellings) was ruined. However, I’ve recently met a Megan or two that have made it seem slightly less evil.
I should be lots of fun to name a kid with. Of course, if the mother is wearing the right shirt, I probably won’t put up much of an argument.
I’m a little loony, right?