It developed around the third grade (the fetish, I mean), but I get secretly turned on by a sexy woman who smokes, esp. if she has nice fingernails and carries herself with a sense of refinement or intelligence or dominance.
And I am mesmerized by a woman wearing leather pants. And if she’s smoking, omigosh, my head will turn like the Regan from the Exorcist trying to keep my on her.
I adore men in glasses! Especially those snappy, black framed, geek chic ones. Don’t get me wrong, I have a soft spot in my heart for small, stylish wire rimmed glasses too. Pretty much anything will suffice except coke bottles. Take any attractive man and put glasses on him and he’s automatically infinitely more attractive to me. Men in glasses, yum! The only thing better than a good looking four eyed man is a good looking four eyed man standing 6’3". Yumfest.
Hmm…redheads or girls with black hair (I prefer dyed - unnatural looks)
Punk and/or goth girls (this may be related to my own nature…I only ever wear black)
Body piercing and modification including tattoos
MEN
body hair… treasure trails and 5 oclock shadows
big hands… i mean palms
sturdy gate
when they swear
when they spit or sweat
scars
tattoos
grubby/dirty types
thick calves
that muscular but bloated look - you knw they have muscles but they are covered by a nice layer of flesh chub
OK, I’ll jump in. Not quite what I thought my first post would be, but what the hey.
Not really fetishes in the technical sense, but:
Women with glasses.
Odd or unusual beauty – definitely not your Glamour magazine cover types.
Good noses (think Nathalie Baye).
Smart. Almost goes without saying. A woman who can hold her own in a debate is, well, hot.
Small breasts.
Closer to an actual fetish:
Plaid pleated skirts (OK, sorry, but twelve years of Catholic education took their toll).
One poster mentioned female urination. I admit to an odd fascination with this. I have no idea why. Not too sure I’m happy with myself for this.
I LOVE it when the quiet, shy ones cuss a blue streak–not to wear out Elijah Wood, but the first time he said the f-word, I was on the ground writhing and gurgling with ecstacy.
I can’t believe no one has tried to be cute by mentioning something totally ordinary, like “I like women’s breasts. Big, round, bouncy breasts with nipples… mmmmm, nipples. I’m so embarrassed, I’ve never told anyone that before, tee hee.”