Write it on a piece of paper and hold the paper up to a mirror, or hold it up to the light and look through from the wrong side. It helps if you write French 7s.
Me neither. I just got my shaving mirror out of the bathroom. It says “PISS OFF”, sort of.
Ahh. I was thinking it was something like the Jenny Phone number. What a bitch!
Relax, cobber. I was just recycling a very old joke. 
That said, I’d usually have considered I was coming out ahead of the game if I even got a civil answer out of a beautiful woman. However, at least Mace wasn’t in general circulation back then. What you lose on the swings, and all that.
Sorry, but I’ve only been to Santa Fe once and was not fortunate enough to come across you.
The most beautiful woman in the world? Well, of course. I get up on Mount Olympus every so often now (got more time now that school is winding up) and I thought I’d send an arrow or two your way, NCB. Hope you enjoy. 
TRAITOR!
Let me get this straight.
Talking to people in the grocery store.
Not text messenge. Not through email and NOT HERE on the SDMB.
But you talked to a GIRL in real life.
UNCLEAN! UNCLEAN!
;j
Well, it was a real e-mail address.
And, we shared some other infos…
We’re going to “meet somewhere.” So, apparantly I didn’t scare the bajeezuz out of her. 
Will update with further possible newses as events warrent.
Woohoo! Way to go, your self-confidence obviously paid off. Trust me, women LIKE that!
Sounds like you were struck by a lightning bolt…keep us updated on your progress.
Now if I can just get that darn song out of my head (Hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the worrrrrld")
NCB, vote of support from this party. A bold move if ever there was one (how many of us have been locked in that headlight-stare struck dumb at the exact moment when witty banter is most called for! Hell, I was struck this way at lunch. ‘…’, to quote verbatim).
good gosh! That’s my story! 
I did the exact same thing in a shoe shop down on Orchard about 8 months ago.
‘Excuse me?’
‘uh… yes?’
‘I just wanted to let you know, I think you’re absolutely the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen’.
‘uh…’ (blushes slightly)
‘that’s all, I just wanted to let you know’.
-And I walked away.
Wierd thing is, afterwards I felt this incredibly complex mix of galant chivalry and creepy wierdness.
I asked some of my female friends and they said that yes, signals would have been confusing, particularly cos a lot of women here perceive a caucasian guy speaking to them as an attempt to get ‘one thing’. (hence Dear Miss’ befuddlement when i walked away).
Apparently imparting a compliment that seeks nothing further is unheard of.
I guess part of the creepiness was cos I felt like i was being kinda… pervy, but I rationalise it with the logic that in this day and age, there’s not enough folks complimenting each other. Besides, she was PERFECT! (and I wasn’t looking for anything other than to make her smile -she was looking downcast when I saw her, and it was too, too heart-wrenching to see such angelic beauty under such a pall).
I still wonder what her entire reaction was. As I turned and walked, her friend said, ‘what? What did he say?’.
Heh.
(out for dinner)
NoClueBoy: So, what do you think og the salmon?
Beautiful Girl: OG SMASH! OG SMITE!
Seriously, the most beautiful woman I ever asked out pleaded for time to think of an answer, and then after I’d given her a week’s grace stammered out “I don’t go out with men from work!”.
Now, since you would think it was easy enough to have said this out of hand, I would have loved, in my heart of hearts, to have thought that this meant “I don’t go out with men from work, and I haven’t said anything for a week because I was desperately trying to convince myself to make an exception in your case”…
but I think she actually meant “Oh, help! I thought if I ignored you for a while you’d go away. Now what do I say? OK, this’ll do…”
And subsequent events were to show that this rule of hers was not, in fact, unbreakable, or as Pterry would put it, “I’ve always thought of it more as a guideline”. Meh. I love general rules with a field of application of one person, namely me.
But enough (“too much!”) about me. NCB, it’s my reasoned opinion that you in fact need a small wheelbarrow to cart your cojones around, and I’ll be cheering from the sidelines.
There used to be this poster of a lovely young thing pulling her shirt off and it read, “Just remember: somewhere, somebody is sick of her shit.”
So, have a nice weekend!
Git. I wish I could speak to beautiful strangers.
Several girls who’s faces I lose myself in I’ve wanted to inform them of the obious - ‘You are very beautiful you know that?’ but I pretend to be disinterested and walk out of the shop.
I say “Good morning, Punkin!” and kiss her as she wakes up.
Good luck with the meet-up!
I had a similar sort of experience, but I was on the opposite end. I was eating with my little sister at a restaurant about 5 or 6 years ago and an older couple stopped on their way out of the place. The woman told us that we were two of the most beautiful people she’d ever seen and that she just had to stop and tell us. It really kind of floored us - how do you respond to that? I think we said something like, “Thank you so much!”, but I can’t remember exactly. Definitely brightens a person’s day to hear that though so I’m sure your girl had the same sort of feeling.
As I said elsewhere, great opening line. Of course, if she breaks your heart, I may find myself making a visit to your neck of the woods to give her a talking to about how it’s a bad idea to let a good quality man get away.
Good luck!
CJ
So any updates NoClueBoy?
It’s only been 3 days – give the guy time to work his magic!
Think it through, Duderdude2. You posted at 9:00 pm on a Saturday night. Considering the circumstances described in this thread, don’t you suppose NoClueBoy has something better to do tonight than sit in front of his 'puter?