Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.
I look at the whole arm. Is it muscly or is it wimpy? But yes, hands are important and nothing puts me off quicker than a man with girly hands and a manicure. Blech.Lydia
Once at the sign of peace a man shook my hand and I was so repulsed I had to turn my head so he would seen my expression. His hand was soft, smooth, pale, and more tender than mine. It was like shaking hands with a giant baby. All I don't think that man had ever done any physical work in his whole life.
Yes, I had a similar experience at a party recently. I was introduced to an almost perfectly spherical man and when he shook my hand it was like grasping a damp marshmallow. It was all I could do to keep the look of revulsion off my face. It turned out during the course of the evening that he was also a person with repulsive personal habits and no social skills and I spent the evening politely trying to get away from him, since he seemed to have taken some kind of odd shine to me...Geh...
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