Hey missus, your skirt is stuck in your knickers! I smiled at the woman catcalling me but didn’t stop to explain ruched hemlines
No doubt my offspring will disagree, but I like to think I have decent filters for honesty and allowing others their personal space.
Some people have a wide 'no fly zone' around them (I've just measured mine and it is two shoe lengths from the tip of my Manolas), while others don't mind getting up close and far too personal. I detest long, lingering double-handed handshakes of the sort Donald Trump seems to pump out, and peacocking men who stand so close to you that you have no option but to remark on the pungency of their aftershave.
As for whole social etiquette of kissing someone hello and goodbye, my take on it is as follows: one 'mwah!' on each cheek is sufficient, rising to a total of three if the kiss-giver is French. However, if I'm wearing a floppy, lopsided hat, I find two kisses on the same cheek works an absolute treat.