Portland has kinda warped what I find attractive. I rarely find most women who are overly made up and trying really hard to be that attractive anymore. But, there is a certain time of year in Portland when the sun dresses finally pop out of the closets after a long dark spell and the streets are covered in kinda geeky chicks in glasses with some tats and a lot of mascara that I find to be awesome. The rest of the year? Thank god for yoga pants, short-shorts, tight jeans, cute jackets and layers.
