What’s surprised you about your own tastes?
We think we know ourselves, but there are always surprises. And nothing surprises us about ourselves like an unexpected corner of our libidos. Sometimes it’s a person you’d never describe as your type, but who suddenly turns your head hard enough to give you whiplash. Sometimes it’s more esoteric. A friend of mine was watching a film idly until two characters started communicating telepathically, which she later described as a “straight-to-the-crotch sensation.” She hadn’t been aware of a telepathy kink, but right there in that moment, POW.
Myself, I’ve always thought I knew my own tastes pretty well, but a few years back one of the ladies in my life showed me her new pair of knee-high rainbow socks. I’m not normally a leg man, but my GOD, something about the way the stripes hugged the line of her calves, the ostentatious colors, the self-conscious silliness of them, formed some ungodly libidinal alchemy in my brain. Those socks were suddenly the sexiest thing I’d ever seen her wear. To this day I see girls in socks like that go by on the street and I have to make a point of not staring.
What’s caught you off-guard in terms of sexiness? What didn’t you expect to be into, until suddenly you were?