When I used to body surf winter waves I would occasionally get mistaken for a seal. Even had a few people take photos, then come over after I hit the beach and laugh about it with me. Less chance of me being mistaken for an attractive female I fear. Not that I go out much dressed these days. Though back when I was smaller, a young teen and ventured out far more, I do recall a few wolf whistles from afar. I never had the confidence to face my admires though.
