Sometimes you encounter a set of hind and heel that makes you really wonder why society won't let you just walk up to someone and say, as easily as one might ask, "That's a great purse! Can I ask where you got it?" something similar, to the effect of, "You have a beautiful pair of feet and a great manicure! Where do you go?"

You might reply that, hey – we're talking about body parts here; but if I say to a women whose hands are bling blinging all over the place, a woman who obviously puts extra effort into getting them done up just right, "I'm sorry to comment, but you've got a beautiful pair of hands," delivered in a casually confident, yet friendly way – I think it would probably go over alright. At the very least, she would likely smile politely and continue on about her business. But inside, I'm sure she's be flattered that someone noticed; I mean, if she's getting $30 manicures every week with the special neon nail polishes and black cats with the rhinestone studs on them – well, let's just say I'm pretty sure she'd take it in the way it was intended.

Of course, if you're a straight dude, all this complimenting for accessories this will seriously increase your GAYDAR signature to an uncomfortable point, but that's a hazard of the game. So is knowing too much about this spring's new dress sandal trends or the brand names of certain kinds of shoes on sight (which I actually don't – I don't watch that closely!); but I can tell you that blue neon nail polish is and has been in for the last 2 years at least, that the black socks thing is something I expect to see die a partial death this winter (of course, there will be some die-hards and then there's the fact that I guess the socks have the utility of keeping legs warm). But I'm not quite to that level yet; I'm just busy "coming out" that I even find women's feet and legs attractive. I know, I know – I also think that I'm no different from any other dude in this sort of appreciation, but still, what would Mom say?

Anyway, walking through a Starbucks the other day, I got a glimpse of a young lady who was sitting alone at one of the few tables across from the counter, sipping on her coffee, looking a bit vexed about something. She was talking pretty animatedly on the phone, and when I glanced down, as I tend to do, to check out whether she was as fashionable on the bottom as she was on top, I was intrigued enough to have to reach for the camera.  Her whole presentation down there was just right, with enough detailing on the toes to show that she put a lot of value in getting her stuff done just right. At the very least, she had the money, time, and the will to use it. I also liked her color scheme; it was like she was clean and tastefully dressed, with nothing special and not really trying too hard, but with just that splash of color and flair that makes a man look twice, or his eyes linger longer on her.

Green and gold girl was just pretty sharp; the thing I noticed about the pictures afterwards was that they came out almost as if she were posing for the camera on purpose, like she knew she was being photographed, as well as why. Notice the pose with her in the chair, off to the side, in which her feet, legs, and hand is posed just right – I couldn't have even asked for a better pose. As for the one with her legs facing the camera, note how the autofocus grabbed the back foot and not the front area. it creates a pretty cool effect that I didn't even plan in advance. The topping on the cake was the little "X" bandage on her foot, which actually kind of works to add a bit of the kind of affected cuteness that goes with a beautiful women putting in a false "beauty mark." That may be a stretch, but I like to think of it that way. In the end, I found her to be one of the sexiest inpromptu "models" I've shot so far. These two shots are two of my absolute favorites, and a sign I'm getting more confident about my camera skills and being innocuous about shooting.

Of course, I do dread the day I eventually get caught; there must be that day, right? I still working on my cover story, but the more I think about it, given my goals of doing this without disturbing anyone or exposing anyone's identities, is there really any harm? I guess I'll just have to smile and say, "I just thought her feet were pretty. Sorry!" Hope that works. If I ever have to explain myself – trust me – you all will be the first to know.