When I was ten, my mom told one of her friends she loved going to the beach to see young bodies in skimpy suits. I overheard the conversation. It kinda creeped me out for a dozen years or so, but I get it. That's cool, because it wasn't some pervy trait that she would be acting on. It was living, walking, illustrations of beauty.
However, I also understand evil and horrible people see that simple, honest, innocent beauty in a really scary way.
Unfortunately those evil people seem to be the people we charge to be our representatives determining our futures.