Don't you just hate people who stare?

I know I am outwardly blessed with my lovely features, complexion and dazzling eyes, and that my aviators are definitely eye candy anytime on a dreary train on the way back home after a long day, but I absolutely went crazy with inertia (inside me) when this old short and frumpy man less than half a metre away from me turned his body a full 180 degrees to stare at me and Jay, and just wouldn't stop.

The thing that absolutely P.O'd me was that she was wearing this pair of absolutely obsolete sunglasses that look fit for a T-Rex, both in design and size. I felt like telling her that if she was going to stare at a child and not shift her gaze after a gazillion years, do it UN-OPENLY !

When does admiring someone (or perhaps just discreetly checking someone out) reach its limit, and when do we know that it has crossed the line of a mere casual glance and is now bordering dangerously on the edge of rudeness?

It is with this unnerving and very unfortunate incident that I have decided to open a new article category in my blog, called simply: Social Etiquette. I feel that the way one carries herself is extremely vital to her overall outward appearance, and the way people instantly perceive her- if for the good or even the worse. It is a commonly overlooked part of our everyday lives that we neglect because we don't need to think about what we're doing; but it is in fact one of the most key ideas of a person's FASHION.

Yes, fashion!

I would just like to end this semi-rant off with a reminder(s) to everyone:

1. Do unto others what others do unto you: If you feel the intense gaze of someone on you in public, don't instantly diss the person in your head as rude and forget completely about the incident. REMIND yourself that you don't want to be in the position of the starer, either, and inflict this mental frustration on others in future.

2. If you somehow end up in this awkward position like me, I would recommend any of the following measures:

- Turn around, stare them straight in the eye and offer a kind, condescending smile as you would do to an immature toddler who didn't know better. Smiling is easy, but practise the condescending bit of it. That packs the punch.

- Ignore them

Does anyone have any similar experiences to share/rant about? Would love to hear what funny stories you guys have to tell, do leave a comment if you do! I'll hear from some of you soon hopefully!