Just started going to The Cott on Sundays again. The warmer weather is here and the girls are all out wearing less. Being amongst beautiful, preppy girls is strangely therapeutic for me. To me as an Asian male, the stereotypical OC-esque white upper-class girls are exotic. And luckily for me, I don’t have to travel far to indulge in my exotic fetishes. Woohoo!

Some people must own art, while most people can appreciate the beauty without needing to own it. I’m of the latter group. So even though it’s a long shot for a short Asian man to date an Aussie chick, I still like to plonk myself in a situation where virtually all the girls present are white except for two (I kid you not), and look till my heart’s content. Appreciating without needing to own it, you know? 😉

It gives me a rush. Because it’s so packed, and with people sitting close by especially out in the beer garden, you can smell the shampoos and the perfumes. It’s all very intoxicating, almost as good as the alcohol. And what makes it even better are the Aussie blokes next to you sharing their thoughts with you on breasts of all shapes and sizes, and in various stages of undress.

Appreciating beauty is healthy, and the Aussie summer? Priceless. And I love it. Well, except for the flies and the stifling heat wave but I think us males are well compensated for that.

[tags]Australia, Australian, summer[/tags]