Women who smoke.
Yeah, a little odd.
That Freudian symbolism.
Women who ride sportbikes and/or fly planes are hot 
I also have a thing for dark eyes and dark hair. The darker the better.
A nice pair of gams in pumps or heels, especially in those stockings with the dark line up the back. Yowza! wolf whistle aroooooo! pant pant stamps feet
Well, it’s a pretty rare quality… 
A woman who can banter!
Frustration.
I think women look so cute when they’re frustrated. I tutor women in my science classes just to see the look on their face when they get all worked up over a problem. It looks better on some women than others, BTW.
There’s a girl at my school (I go to a community college) who I had a fling with while she was dating her current boyfriend of 2 years or so. I often drop subtle hints of our past involvement around other people that she picks up but others usually don’t. I do this just to see that look on her face.
I also love women who swear like sailors.
I’m a HUGE fan of bodies. Not anorexic bodies, or big-breasted bodies–bodies that have meat on them, but not enough to be overweight. When I see bare shoulders or a haircut that accentuates the neck or any other hint of the body, I can lose myself for an entire class period imagining myself grabbing on to the sides of that wonderful torso.
A soft, relaxed, “take it easy” daily view of life. You can really tell the women who aren’t bothered by life’s little ups and downs. Incidentally, there is a very high incidence of this in stoner girls.
I also like Air Force service blues on women. There was an A1C who works at Reid Medical on Lackland AFB who really got my engine roaring–petite, dark-skinned, and that relaxed manner, and always in the service blues. The service dress uniform (with the thick, dark blue jacket) does nothing for me, though.
I also love a woman who knows more languages than I do. Of course, right now that only takes two languages, but I’m gaining on 1.5, and I’m even starting to read novels in Spanish…anyway, I digress.
I second Wesley Clark’s note about self-confidence. There’s no bigger turn-off than a girl who doesn’t dig herself.
Fake girls turn me off way more, though. I met one just yesterday: dressed all in black with all the hallmarks of punk-girl copycat fashion: wild and wacky hairstyle just like everyone else’s, black tie, black t-shirt with a trendy anti-smoking message, those metal spike-stud things all over. It wasn’t about how she was dressed, though, it was about how every word she said was oozing in the “Am I a rebel yet? No? What do I have to do now?” sentiment that drives the faux-revolutionary movement in modern capitalism. “Buy my junk and you’ll be a rebel just like everyone else!”
So there’s a hijacking rant right there. But the point is, the biggest turn-on for me is for a woman to be real, to have her own style, her own political ideals that she derived herself through careful introspection, her own way of walking and talking and thinking and living that’s not like anybody else’s. I love a girl who doesn’t watch either Fox News or CNN because she feels they’re both too biased. I love a girl who hates reality TV and has never read a romance novel.
Pretty much any ultra-feminine trend turns me off, too. Parishiltonism makes me puke, especially those gigantic glasses that make you look like a bug. No thanks! Same to girls who look anorexic or bulimic (especially after going out with girls who actually were anorexic/bulimic), which IMO goes back to the confidence thing. Same to that “I love cows, they’re so cute” crap, with the cow buddy-icon, and non-vegetarians saying crap like “I don’t eat beef because I love cows”. Weren’t you born in City Heights? Have you ever even seen a cow? So to turn back towards the OP, it turns me way on when a girl rolls her eyes at ultrafeminine trends and displays the confidence to resist them. This confidence is especially rare here in Southern California.
Yup, me too. There’s a woman in my math class who has hair shorter than mine, styled such that you can mistake her for a man if you only see her head (from the back). It just seems to showcase her feminine body perfectly and I just want to run across the room and grab on to it (the body, not the hair).
How you doin’?
ACC, huh? What’s your AFSC?
Cowgirls. Oh my god how I love cowgirls.
When my girlfriend and I used to smoke, I would get twitterpated if she ever clenched the cigarette between her teeth. Mrowr.
A girl walking with her hands in her front pants pockets. (Weird but I’ve always found that titillating)
Sharp jaw lines and noses.
A few strands of hair hanging over the face.
Intelligence, especially geeky intelligence. I just melt when a girl goes all pointdexter on me.
A husky voice. (This is why I find Bea Arthur hot. Stop laughing, all of you) Jennifer Tilly, Kathleen Turner, Jodie Foster, Suzanne Pleshette, Katherine Hepburn)
A woman who is tomboyish but still exudes femininity.
Women doing physical labor. Wow.
A crooked smile
FTR Female/Lesbian
Beware of Doug:
I like strong personalities that are *stereotypically * male; that is, take-charge, dominant, a bit impatient, logical, clinical, sort of disinterested, but really good at doing and fixing stuff. A guy who wants a nice-looking girl on his arm, a girl who defers to him in public. Hey, I don’t mind being a trophy girlfriend. I’m aware that this may not be a popular point of view, but I’m being honest. I do the hostess-dress-up-charm-school thing and it’s a good game.
But. If the guy knows me well enough, he’ll know that I have a pretty bad temper and that although I’m submissive generally and pick my battles, he will NOT get between me and my job, my shopping, my booze, my cigarettes and my caffeine.
My boyfriend and I agree on this and we get on pretty well. I leave him to his sailing, cars, and businesses and he leaves me to *my * indulgences.
party store:
Yeah, I guess tall, dark and handsome isn’t odd, I’ll admit, but I thought the bit about the hands and flattops and the strong male personality might qualify as a bit different anyhow, at least in my opinion. But as I always say, what do I know, I’m just a slacker.
Hey! Finally one that applies to me!
And another!
Hey, I’m on a roll here…
Most of what turns me on is pretty normal, and I’m supposed to say something about intellectual women, but for purely physical attraction:
Women standing around having fun right before or after some athletic activity. Actually, during the athletic activity too. Especially swimming and running.
Women doing the butterfly well. I don’t know why. The hip action, the combination of grace, power, and suppleness.
The one I find most surprising: competency. Hell, many of my kids had a teacher so competent, I still think she’s hot, and she is close to the oldest teacher in the school.
Guys who can talk about cars, and know what they are talking about. Engine specs, body styles, turbo kits… shivers
Ticklish. I guess its because I am so ticklish myself, but guys who just start laughing and spazing out while being tickled are so hot!
Beyond those, the more common stuff:
Guys who smell clean. Sweaty guys = bad, clean guys = good. (well, clean skin. Other things need to stay dirty)
Long hair, aka shoulderblade length or longer. Theres a guy in my sociology class who has really long hair, and I just want to run my fingers through it!
Bright, expressionate eyes. Brown, blue, green, doesnt matter. Just eyes that can convey a message with a single look.
Cuddle factor. Skinny guys are nice, but I like to be able to cuddle with a nice solid guy, not a stick. Plus, being able to pick me up is a major turn-on.
I noticed another one this morning - guys in smart winter coats. It gives them an air of authority and maturity. Of course, on a mild day like today, what it really gives them is the chance to overheat on the tube!
Thought of some more (well, it’s a nice thing to spend your time thinking about).
- being foreign
and
- having an accent. Accent doesn’t have to be foreign. In fact almost any accent will do. There’s only a tiny minority of accents that I don’t like.
How you doin? 
okay… I’ll give you that one…
What I like about this thread is that it’s encouraging to see bits of me scattered among various people’s turn-ons. Now finding someone who likes all those bits combined into one woman, that’s the trick.
Ditto on the Mediterranean Charmer. I melt for accents, but the charmer aspect is more than that. The Mediterranean Charmer has at his core a true appreciation for women in all their forms, he finds beauty and mystery in every woman. Combine that with an accent and I’m putty in your hands.
(ew, putty in your hands? who made that expression up?)
Foreign men are incredibly sexy. It doesn’t even matter what country they are from really. Also, men who are fixing something. I once jumped my boyfriend for using duct tape to repair a vacuum cleaner. Now if I found a foreign guy fixing his car I might just melt right then and there.
That accent that the young Sephardi girls in New York have. That turns me on unbelievably.
As I live in San Diego, I never hear it, ever. Ever. I’ve met maybe three girls with that accent, and those were when I was in Jerusalem.
Unfortunately, the characteristic New York attitude turns me off, so it’s a rare mix that it works for.
Here’s another vote for “foreign” women and also for non-Caucasian ethnicity. Ashkenazim (Jews of European descent, other than Spain and Portugal) turn me off, probably as a result of my days as a young Jew in Hebrew school. I like Britishism in women but don’t find too many cute ones (not that I really know any British people anyway). Some England accents work really well for me, but most UK accents are no good. I go wild for Mizrahic girls (Jews of Middle Eastern descent) but the only ones I’ve ever known were on my short trip in Israel. I met a couple Mizrahic IDF paratroopers I would’ve killed to spend some alone time with, but they were too guarded.
Dear god yes! That is so very very sexy. Especially when they have the smart hats too. Men don’t wear enough smart hats. wonders if this year’s winter will be cold enough to persuade the SO to dust off the fedora
Other things – intelligence; not just geeky intelligence, but sort of all round intelligence, where he can talk about practically anything with at least some level of knowledge.
Oh, and a Scottish accent (but that’s not unusual).
So Bonzer, in other words?