I'll level with you. This is the best bait: 66.media.tumblr.com/.../...sw7zjB1s9c6tvo1_400.gif
In seriousness, (not to imply that the above wasn't serious at all--it was deadly serious) if she's checked me out a couple times, it would give me the go ahead to at least try. If I ever approached women, which I don't. I'm not about to be treated like a huge annoyance 100 times.
Of course. I've had a bunch of chicks check me out--in my perception, at least, and it didn't really make me want to approach.
Oh. This one time, at Walmart, this chick walked right up in front of my face, then bent over in short shorts, and just stayed there for a bit. I was like "Those are ass cheeks..." Then she walked away in a huff. Presumably because I didn't take the giant hint. It doesn't get much more obvious than putting your ass in someone's face. She then followed me around the store for 10 minutes. I just found it interesting. Depending on the day, I might have talked to her.
Sidetracked. Okay. It would be easier if she was alone. If I'm going to get burned down, I'd prefer it was some place where it wasn't on display for a crowd of people. But that's just me.
But, looks are probably a bigger part of it than you realize. Outfits are pretty much irrelevant, in my opinion. As long as it's not completely outlandish.
But, personally, nothing makes me think "I have to talk to that girl." Mmmm. Well. Once. I don't know what it was, but this chick was super hot and I just walked over and sat next to her on the couch and started talking to her. I really don't do that normally, at all. But there was something about her that just drew me to her, now that I think about it. There were a lot of people around, too. I mean. She was on another level. She was astoundingly attractive. 10/10. Way out of my league. I really have no idea why I talked to her. She tolerated me, though. I sorta joined her group after that, even though it didn't go anywhere.