I stare at the pretty people. If there is something fashionably pleasing about an outfit, or I'm trying to figure out how it's made, I gawk. But, I eventually meander up and start talking to the person I'm gawking at. I've had many a very long and interesting conversation about what someone is wearing and where they shop.
I also gawk at people wearing rediculious things. They deserve it, how can people dress like that and not look in a mirror before they leave the house? If you have a mullet- I will stare and giggle internally until I dang near fall over or start giggling out loud. I seriously couldn't keep a straight face, but I was in a wal-mart in Taylortucky. What did I expect? But, yes, I laughed and Jeff Foxworthy jokes ran through my head.