Not my idea of a pick me up

The other day in my lunch break at work, I was drawn to an article on the capital website titled "21 ways to get you through a bad day". I wasn't having a particularly bad day, but it was starting to drag a bit and I still had four hours to go so I thought, oh go on, make me smile. Well colour me disappointed. Not only were most of the things just silly pictures of celebrities doing weird things, but then this came up.

Now, before I comment let me start by saying I am insulting Harry Styles, or any other of the directioners, I'm not stupid enough to do that. I realise that most of the female population of the world is currently in love with him, and I'm not the type to criticise other people's taste in men. However, it is only upon seeing this that I realise maybe I'm a little...hmm, different to other girls? Again, no offense to anyone, but the idea of Harry Styles in my bed really doesn't get me very excited at all. He doesn't really do it for me. I'm thinking it might be partly to do with the fact that he is a teenager, and as such kind of a little boy to me. Then again, I know women much much older than me that would do some very naughty things to him given the chance. Still, I look at this picture and kind of find myself doing the below expression. 

It kind of got me thinking about how wonderful and yet strange it is that we can all be so utterly different in what we are attracted to. I can see objectively that Harry Styles is an attractive young lad, but I don't feel like fainting with arousal every time I see his scraggly hair. Needless to say, this particular entry in the article certainly didn't succeed in brightening my day, it just made me feel like a very unusual breed of woman, which in case you were wondering, yes does happen a lot. Now maybe if it had asked me to imagine this view waiting for me, I may have felt a little differently...

Phwoarwoarwoarwoar....

Puddy <3