Boy Crazy
I don't like to admit that I am boy crazy but I really really am.  I am always checking some guy on the train, on the bus, on the street, in the office, wherever.  I feel alive when some guy catches my eye.  It's like in the Color Purple when Shug says that it is a sin to walk past the color purple and not notice.  When you see beauty, I say acknowledge it.  Now don't get me wrong, I am not ogling every guy that I see on the street.  I am not some wolf howling at every bare chested hottie I see.  But  I do like to look.  And I like men and boys of every size, race, and personality.