Travelling back from a weekend away, we stopped at a carvery in Leicster, and I saw what has to be one of most physically stunning women I have ever seen. She was of Asian extraction - she had long black hair in ringlets which cascaded over her shoulders,almond shaped eyes, a perfect aqaline nose, full lips, lovely long arms and slim hands, a perfect figure, and the longest most gorgeous legs. She was dressed in a slinky cardigan over a tee-shirt, and tiny shorts. She sashayed, rather than walked down the length of the pub, looking more like a catwalk model than a girl in a Sunday tea-time pub, and you could hear the mens' jaws thudding onto the tables as they saw her.
Problem?
Well yes - it was like sensory overload. It felt like having an ice-cold drink on a boiling hot day, with a nice massage, watching a Kylie video, having an adult phone conversation, and eating your favourite meal ... all in one go!
For the record, I saw her sitting on the wall outside, crossing her imaculate legs, having a fag, and chatting to friends, and in conversation she sounded about fifteen!
The question is ladies and gents - is it possible to be just too fabulous to look at, and with the effect dimished as a result? I think so - your thoughts please ...
paulos66. may I enquire what has rattled your cage?
I have never seen your stupid name on here before, but if defending the fact that far eastern women are beautiful, makes you feel I am bigotted in some way, may I suggest you take a chill pill and/or get a life.
And where, preytell, have I "complained" as you so put it.
Pathetic peasant.
(Sorry Mr Hughes, but why some people bother to post, I do not know!!)
D4mm, if only I'd known I'd have introduced myself any we could have chatted about the book, I'm the old johnlambert btw.
Alas I didn't see the young lady in question :-(
Both girls were somehow too pretty to fantasize about. Either because memory couldn't replicate the subtlety of such beauty or that sex would feel demeaning.
Upon meeting one girl I had an overwhelming urge to break off from my stuttering conversation and ask clich�d and cringe worthy questions such as
- do you know how pretty you are? (Yuck)
- do you know you could model or be on TV? (God no)
I also wondered whether everyone else in the room could see what I was seeing. How come traffic didn't stop when she walked down the street? In fact I may have temporarily turned into James Blunt.
I actually felt a vague physical sense of gasping and breathlessness - entirely pleasant.
One subsequently appeared on Channel 4's Model Behaviour and was asked whether her ample breasts were real (I hadn't even noticed them)
Shadow Man - it was your previous post (13:53) which I found offensive - re-read it and I'm sure you'll understand why you come across as a biggoted p r i c k . If you can't see then ask again andf show your stupidity as well.
What is the relevance of whether you've seen my stupid name on here before?
I do sometimes feel tempted to walk up to a really beautiful woman and tell her she is beautiful, and then simply walk away before she has a chance to feel embarassed, or think I am trying to chat her up.
I have interviewd both Charlotte Cooper from The Subways, and Amy Macdonald and as I was leaving, i told them both that they have beautiful eyes - which they do. Both accepted my compliment graciously - but I wasn;t a stranger in the street - I have yet to follow my urge to say it to a total stranger.