once i showed a lovely photograph of a star hotel's lobby in nuwara eliya to a friend, and all he said was 'nice legs'. it so happened that a certain pair of female legs (belonging to urs truly)were seen lazing on the beautiful couch that i wanted captured. i laughed it off as one of those flirtatious statements friends (and why, pray, r they always men?) make, when they talk. what i missed was the insight that a pair of legs can cause the seismograph to wake up.
what opened my eyes to this earth shattering truth was a long and heated argument with a client who objected to showing the ankles of a woman behind a trial room door, saying it would evoke not interest but 'excitement'.
so i finally figured, after a masters thesis on the topic and after plenty of opinions (verbal and otherwise), the power of a pair of legs, or other exciting parts of the female anatomy.
it does figure why they call skirt suits power dressing, now, doesn't it?