Recently got back in shape...well close. Fortunately back into any red blooded poon's smiley radar (flattering but I've got a preggo Ferrari at home so flattering is where it stays)
Unfortunately under schmoe radar as well.
The weakest of all schmoes is the one unaware of the existence of schmoerie and its socially connotative behavior; he's unaware that what he's doing / commenting on has been identified; He'll keep lurking at your shoulders/pec/arms without realizing the awkward situation he has put himself into it. It can be anyone; any age, shape or group; it often seeds from "his" attraction to the "bigger man" of the group, "a genetic treasure we must worship"...then the look in "his" eyes changes; the cross from admiration to lust has clocked in.