Always thinking

Being told gorgeous is beautiful...

Until then, I never thought of how gorgeous models live their lives, Stephen Covey suggests people to "expand your perspectives" with "the end in mind". Now I am trying to visualize me being a model and hearing people telling how gorgeous I am. Would I take the god given gift for granted? One thing I know is I feel more confidence after being told gorgeous. Things I don't know is until what point that confidence will pile up to a level that I will feel on top of the world, maybe lose my perspectives? So being a beautiful movie star or model is not just a flashy experience, it added huge amount of responsibility for one not to be over confident and spread meaningless words to those who can be influenced by such figure. Being a star is not easy. Being a star oneself is probably more than one full time job could handle, if spoken from normal sense.

I think I am mature enough to talk about visulization and imagination. However I have to admit, even days after what happened at Cat of SF, the way she approached me and told me I was gorgeous still blew me away. In a guys packed bay area, there is no way, in my mind, for a beautiful sexy white girl to approach an asian guy and tell him how gorgeous he is: that is what she did to me. I was in a business casual with loosed tie, and a naughty hat on top of my head, and was busy talking to a new friend whom I just knew, all of sudden, she came from nowhere and tap on my arm and said "I just want to let you know how gorgeous you are!" She looked at me, I didn't know what to do, I guess I was just sillily happy to hear that without realizing maybe I could do more? She continued "I have a boyfriend otherwise I will..."She continue talking but I didn't really hear what she said with that level of music in the background. All of sudden, I remembered just minutes ago, a girl grabbed me from crowd to dance with her, although she didn't really introduce her to me afterward, so I left her. Is that because I look good, I still quite remember she through a couple glances toward my direction checking out what I was doing. But I am so not used to initiate the conversation with girls. Later that night, another girls came to me for gum, obviously I didn't have it.

posted by Road less travelled @ 9:43 PM