As a result of this
I genuinely didn't get it.
It goes more or less like this, usually some time between ages 12 and 30:
Tuesday evening: GIRLS discovered. In this epiphany, they are revealed as something not yuckie and disgusting, to be avoided at all costs. Frex:
They smell good.
They look . . . interesting.
Their voices - what is it about their voices?
They're -- soft. Well, probably, I imagine, don't ya think?
When did THEY change?
Wednesday morning (after a night of disturbing, incomprehensible dreams):
Bath taken, hair combed, teeth brushed, fresh underwear and socks donned.
Mirror looked into, for maybe the first time ever.
Several days later: Question pondered:
"Is it worth the trouble of shining my shoes?"
The first of many moral dilemmas.
The actual timing of this metamorphosis is deeply personal. Possible spectrum runs from as early as eight (very rare) to never. (Unfortunately, not so rare.)
And, as Howard Hughes so capably demonstrated, considerable backsliding is possible at any later phase of life. This may be why wives are important.
A note on Fate:
Early bloomers can become metrosexuals
Late bloomers can become math or science teachers.
Some are immune. For the most part, they become chemists and/or engineers.