What is it about going on holiday that makes me notice women
8 years ago
Just come back from a holiday in Cyprus (one of my favourite places in the world) and I'm left with the same question I always have.
Why do I always notice women way more when I'm on holiday? Even on things like billboards and jewelry/perfume ads and so on. I keep noticing all these really attractive women and I find myself staring.
My general standard of beauty isn't the usual hollywood style where people look fake (and it certainly isn't that current style so many women seem to do with horrible fake eyebrows and enough fake tan to make you look like a ganguro girl). I like a more plain female, usually with glasses, someone a little nerdy or a bit bookish, that kinda thing. I seem to spot that kind of appearance a lot on holiday and rarely where I actually live. I just watch them walk past and feel a longing and I find myself admiring them, like one would want to take in a beautiful landscape, ya know?
I'm turning into (or have already become?) one of those freaks who just gawps at women, I can tell.
Then I get home and everything just feels business as usual. I go back to my low self esteem that constantly tells me "Don't bother, you're not good enough" and I just believe it and move on.
Dunno why I wrote all this really, guess I just felt like putting to text something that rattles around my brain.
Why do I always notice women way more when I'm on holiday? Even on things like billboards and jewelry/perfume ads and so on. I keep noticing all these really attractive women and I find myself staring.
My general standard of beauty isn't the usual hollywood style where people look fake (and it certainly isn't that current style so many women seem to do with horrible fake eyebrows and enough fake tan to make you look like a ganguro girl). I like a more plain female, usually with glasses, someone a little nerdy or a bit bookish, that kinda thing. I seem to spot that kind of appearance a lot on holiday and rarely where I actually live. I just watch them walk past and feel a longing and I find myself admiring them, like one would want to take in a beautiful landscape, ya know?
I'm turning into (or have already become?) one of those freaks who just gawps at women, I can tell.
Then I get home and everything just feels business as usual. I go back to my low self esteem that constantly tells me "Don't bother, you're not good enough" and I just believe it and move on.
Dunno why I wrote all this really, guess I just felt like putting to text something that rattles around my brain.
Especially if you happen to find your said preference of women you don't see much off back home. It's not a 'freak trait', believe me.
I think it is related to the phenomenon that significantly increases the size of what ever book you brought with you, alters it's subject, and adds Greek lettering to the front cover.
On the other hand, I have been wrong before, could just be as everyone else said and it is related to the change in environs.