For a variety of reasons, eyes have been on my mind lately.
No, not like that, silly!
I have Asperger’s Syndrome. As such, eyes are a particular source of struggle for me… I am both fascinated and repulsed by them. Not repulsed as in grossed out, but more like two magnets trying to come together at the same pole. In fact, that’s an apt analogy – because if I meet eyes with someone, generally, I feel compelled to look away; I can’t meet their gaze. But if the person is looking away, unaware of my gaze, I can occasionally feel unable to *not* stare into their eyes.
I don’t get that way with everyone’s eyes, nor broad categories of eyes, but some particular eyes really captivate me. Compel me. It’s something like a deer-in-the-headlights moment. Can’t. Look. Away. It’s weird.
But eyes – again, the right eyes – are so… Sexy. And I don’t mean that in a lurid way. Let me show you some examples:
And again – I’m not trying to sexualize these images or individuals. I am making a commentary on the beauty of eyes. They are the thing I notice most on an individual…
…As long as they aren’t aware of my looking.
And for the record, yes, I can find guys’ eyes compelling also. Examples are Bret Michaels, Andrew McCarthy, Michael J Fox, and others. But it’s my blog… So no pictures of guys.