what do you do with a pretty face?

cinderella | singapore day | hampton court, london

You spot a pretty face. I mean when you're a guy, you spot a girl's and vice versa. So you spot a pretty face. She can be anywhere. In the pub, on the streets, in the library. The face is so enigmatic. Her expressions, her smile, the way her head tilts as she speaks, the way her hair falls, the way her lips touch just before she speaks.

But what do you do with this pretty face? Romance is the answer Hollywood might give you. But seriously, how realistic is it that everytime you see a pretty face you think romance. Surely, that's not possible, lest you can live with a reality that you will be spreading your seed each time a face moves you.

So other than romance, what do you do with a pretty face? Sometimes I have a huge urge to whip out my camera and take a photo. Sometimes, just wish to tell that person with that face how beautiful she is. Or use a video recorder to take a short video. Or do a portrait.

And then the face just slips by, back into the stranger-world that float around you. And the queer frustration sets in; that you did nothing when you saw beauty and did nothing.

So other than Hollywood's "romance" answer, what else can you actually do with a pretty face? Do we just walk away?



Uncle T