This is How a feel about admiring women and how I choose to dress, and I hear the same thing that I am jealous or gay or bi and I am none of those things, just simply a pure hearted admirer.

Yes, I'm the same. I'll just stare and stare, and I won't care whether they notice or not (and in most instances when they did notice, they seemed to be flattered).

It takes a more emotionally mature person to understand a person’s admiration without any jealousy attached!

I love colors too.

Who doesn’t stare sometimes?