Bill Wiltrack wrote:
Matter of fact, you don't know ANYTHING about the way I have perceived that image.
All you have to go on is your perceptions, your feelings, your reactions to your information in relation to this image.
Regarding the image of the runner. I have been in that position before....
Only not as a runner!
Ha ha...yuk yuk,,,nudge nudge...wink wink.
But seriously, You are right Bill...no one can know how you perceive that image...and no one can know how the woman would perceive herself as other people are looking at her. I am not a runner...but I think every woman at one time or another has felt the eyes of a man on her....and speaking from experience...the LAST thing you are thinking is that the man might be thinking you are an object of beauty. You usually feel as if something is all ugly and jiggling and people are noticing it because it is not normal....like maybe you have a piece of toilet paper hanging or something!
One time....in one of my more embarrassing moments...my best girlfriend and i went on vacation...before the vacation I had seen the most beautiful dress in the world...the only problem was it cost 200 dollars which back then was very very expensive....but I had to have this dress...it was off the shoulders, white gossamer type film with a hem line like stevie nicks used to wear...but it was very sheer and feminine..... like maybe a fairy would wear....I loved it! Anyway, I did the unthinkable...I bought it even though I could not really afford it!
So...fast forward...we are on vacation and I brought my dress to wearing to dinner but I forgot to pack the right type of undergarments... a slip (which was soooo needed for this particular dress) and a strapless bra. Luckily my girlfriend had a slip I could borrow...but the only think is it was too big....so I kinda jimmied it rolled it up and tucked it into my bra...and then I took my bra straps down a tucked them into the sides. I was damned and determined to wear my dress....but underneath I was a mess! lol
So anyway, I get all put together and we go to dinner. It was one of those nice places where the waiters and bus boys practically just stand at the side of your table waiting on your every need...anyway...the bus boy would not stop staring at me....and you know how that feels when you are eating...you're thinking you have food on your face or somehow a piece of spaghetti is dangling like an earring or something..it was very uncomfortable. I could not wait to get out of there!
So after the meal, my girlfriend and I stand up and head for the elevators. She is walking ahead of me very very slow as we make our way through the restaurant, while I could feel the bus boys eyes drilling a hole through my back....so I get really close to her so to try to move her along more quickly but I wasn't expecting a steps in the middle of the restaurant....so when she goes to step up, I am so close her heel gets cause in the hem of my gossamer dress and pulls it down to my waist...exposing my make shift undergarments (and other unmentionables)...complete with slip tucked into bra...straps hanging down and all!
She kinda trips as I pull my dress up to cover myself causing the hem to rip even more...the only thing is...she was completely unaware that I had exposed myself to the entire place! She thought she was the only one who was embarrassed.....and in my shock...all I could think or say to cover my humiliation was, "you ripped my 200 dress!"
as if that was the height of my worries!
Well we get back to the room and had the only fight we have ever had in our life long friendship. She thought I was blaming her for my dress being ripped! A few moments later we both calmed down and I told her what had happened behind her...LOL.
To this day we cherish the story of our first fight ever.
Oh...where was I...oh yeah...that girl with the jiggly butt....she too has not idea what you are thinking about her pic. She may or may not think you think she is a thing of beauty. But then you would have no idea what she was thinking about your reaction to her image.
A look is just a look...it doesn't mean anything as there is no way to tell what lies beneath.