I am going to write my master's thesis on why Women Are Not Attractive. Objectively. Quite the contrary, women are revolting and I can argue this in the perfect way. Hear me out.
Let us suppose you are swimming in your local swimming pool when you see her. She's a fast swimmer. A girl of maybe 18, 19 years at most. She's wearing a red athletic swimmer's outfit. The ones that expose half the woman's buttocks and shoulders, yet are perfectly acceptable for them to wear by society's standards.
Now, let us propose further that she swimming with both of her arms, alternating between left, right, left, right. She takes a breath between each third cycle. And so on. You stare at her. On that particular day, you had overheard her at your University's reception and she told her friend Angela that she would be exercising mostly her arms today. "Enjoy your workout, Jess, I'm going to the gym!" "Ah, okay. That's her name. Jess." You think to yourself as you watch the girl named Jess, swim. She swims quite fast, and each time she reaches the wall where you are she does a frontflip in the water like a professional athlete would, then continues to swim. On this particular occasion she is using one of those rubber objects one puts between their legs so as to hold them immobile in order to use mostly one's arms while swimming. "This is why she told Angela she would only be swimming with her arms today. That explains the rubber object between Jess's juicy thighs." you think to yourself.
Now let us suppose each time Jess does her frontflip, you see her fully exposed ass in full view, and then as she continues to swim you make sure to look under the water level so as to explore Jess's firm body, her thighs, her perfect ass and small waistline, her ribs and breasts all perfectly encapsulated by her form.
What does this tell us? Of course, the answer is simple. Her beauty in that moment is purely situational. It is highly contextual and dependant on a multitude of outside factors.
Let us suppose you are swimming in your local swimming pool when you see her. She's a fast swimmer. A girl of maybe 18, 19 years at most. She's wearing a red athletic swimmer's outfit. The ones that expose half the woman's buttocks and shoulders, yet are perfectly acceptable for them to wear by society's standards.
Now, let us propose further that she swimming with both of her arms, alternating between left, right, left, right. She takes a breath between each third cycle. And so on. You stare at her. On that particular day, you had overheard her at your University's reception and she told her friend Angela that she would be exercising mostly her arms today. "Enjoy your workout, Jess, I'm going to the gym!" "Ah, okay. That's her name. Jess." You think to yourself as you watch the girl named Jess, swim. She swims quite fast, and each time she reaches the wall where you are she does a frontflip in the water like a professional athlete would, then continues to swim. On this particular occasion she is using one of those rubber objects one puts between their legs so as to hold them immobile in order to use mostly one's arms while swimming. "This is why she told Angela she would only be swimming with her arms today. That explains the rubber object between Jess's juicy thighs." you think to yourself.
Now let us suppose each time Jess does her frontflip, you see her fully exposed ass in full view, and then as she continues to swim you make sure to look under the water level so as to explore Jess's firm body, her thighs, her perfect ass and small waistline, her ribs and breasts all perfectly encapsulated by her form.
What does this tell us? Of course, the answer is simple. Her beauty in that moment is purely situational. It is highly contextual and dependant on a multitude of outside factors.
