I think they're hoping to catch us staring, but if we openly acknowledge it, that makes us perverts of some kind. Either that or it's a candy and wrapper kind of thing. We can acknowledge how pretty the wrapper is, but if we mention the candy inside, we're busted. I just enjoy the view, rarely comment, and move on. I leave the catty remarks about 'under dressed' and 'slutty looking' to Mrs. |ce, who handles them readily without my assistance. Amazingly enough, speaking of Mrs. |ce as I am, she dresses quite conservatively all the time, and still blows away anything the local ladies attempt. Sort of a 'high power businesswoman meets dominatrix' look would be the best way I could describe it - an even better way would be.... 'Wow!'
