You ever see a picture of your favorite actor/celebrity/person (whom you normally drool over and want to get horizontal with) but you every so often just sort of stare at them.
Not out of lust or anything sexual.
Just, like, acknowledging this person is physically beautiful, and you're not objectifying them or chalking them up to a walking set of abs or biceps or anything. Rather, you just sort of
"Wow, you are gorgeous. You are the winner in the genetic lottery. Can I just stare at you for a while and appreciate you?"
And then they start talking and you almost hope that they're an asshole because that would give you an out, but no, their soul is just as gorgeous as the packaging it comes in and you just want to fling yourself into the sun because how does this person exist?!