DU men: How to tell if a woman is interested in you.
Touching.
I can't overstate the importance of touching being one of the best indicators of whether or not a woman is interested in you. Do NOT ignore this signal.
Here's an example.
Let's say you are grocery shopping, and a woman smiles at you. You strike up a conversation, and you two seem to be hitting it off quite well. But, is she REALLY interested in you?
Here's where her "touching" can let you know.
While you are talking, she looks over your shoulder, her face lights up, and she happily says "Hi honey! What are you doing here? I thought you were going to Tommy's Little League game"?
A man approaches her, they kiss passionately. She grabs his ass while they kiss.
The fact that she is doing a lot of touching means you can be 100% certain that you have sparked her interest. You may now go ahead and safely ask her for her phone number.
You're welcome.
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The blonde woman in the black bikini touched me as you see here. A year later, we were married.
Amazing! How did you figure it out?
And you like like nice people. 
You know, as I look at this picture I'm smiling, because each of you very closely resemble two different people in my young life that shaped me as a person.
We owned a large home when I was a kid. There were three apartments on the second and third floors. A cool high school science teacher lived on the 3rd floor. He did not teach in my school district, however. he taught in one of the neighboring districts. My dad passed away when I was in the 6th grade. The next year (7th grade) was the beginning of junior high, in a different school. I had difficulty in the 7th grade considering my dad's death, the new school, etc. The teacher who lived upstairs took me right under his wing, and tutored me in every subject, not just science. Every night for a few hours, no charge. He helped me pass all my courses, and he kind of tutored me in life also.
Your wife looks very much like a beautiful young woman (20's) that my parents became friends with. She was kind of a "hippie" or "bohemian" type. Very beautiful, very smart. Her husband was a brilliant and well respected engineer locally. This woman also took me under her wing, and became very close to my mom. She was very creative, and she made an authentic and unbelievable pinata for my birthday and set up my birthday party and invited about 30 kids, which included some very poor kids from the neighborhood that I didn't really know. Everyone got a whack at the pinata. There must have been $100 worth of candy in that thing. The memories of all the joy at that party are still vivid.
I'm sure you have people in your life that remind you of other people...you two don't look exactly like the people I am describing, but there is a very close resemblance.
Now I'm getting all sentimental.
In that photo, we had already known each other for 7 years. So our getting married was more a question of logistics than sudden flame. As it turns out, my brother invited us to our wedding. Originally, it was supposed to just be his, but when he heard that we both could make it, he suggested we make it a double, and so we did. The weirdest part was accommodating all our parents, because the three sets of parents didn't speak a word of the languages of the other two (my wife is from Germany, my brother's wife is from Japan).
And, nothing stays the same forever, of course. That beach photo was from 1981. In 2018, a few changes had taken place in our lives:
Not necessarily bad ones, of course. We first met in a smoky cabaret in what was then West Berlin. That was 46 years ago this coming Saturday. As a nice parallel to your piñata maker, my wife turned down suggestions to become a model, and instead opted to become a social worker.
If you can't be with the one you love......................
Another good indicator is smiling.
But since we are all wearing masks, you're out of luck (unless she tells you she's smiling under the mask).
