1am rolls around again, and here you are, drunk off tequila, praying you don’t get to meet the bathroom floor again. That boy from your English class walks by - the one with the huge forehead and awkward ears. But suddenly, right now, in this single moment, he is the boy of your dreams, and he flawlessly looks like a walking advertisement for Calvin Klein gliding through the bar. This is what I like to call a classic case of Drunk goggles.
Recently, I’ve discovered something I’d like to call love goggles. As human beings we are programed to want sex, to have a sex drive that initiates an attraction between two people. Sometimes this attraction is evident at first glance, on other occasions it takes time to build up to. Well, here’s my story. There’s this boy, and he drives me slightly insane. There was no initial attraction- at least on my end - you would have never heard me call him ‘hot’. But suddenly, slowly, the more i get to know him, the more i find myself taking a second glance at his beautiful eyes and stupid dimples. I find myself smiling at pictures of his smile because i know his giddy little high pitched laugh came seconds before or after the shot was taken. You will still never hear me call him hot, but something about him, i am absolutely insanely attracted to. maybe that’s the fun of it all, maybe ill spend the rest of my life trying to figure out what it is, or maybe ill simply move on and never know what gave me this rush. I find his personality undeniably attractive, i find the words out of his mouth so intriguing, so fascinating. I think I’m going to take this opportunity to diagnose myself with love goggles, because suddenly he wont leave my mind and I might be catching myself considering him hot...