I don't know about failing, but I suspect others may have noticed and just didn't say anything.
I get mesmerized, and I almost can't help it. Especially if she's wearing a snug, form fitting dress. Or when they wear shorts, short skirts, and sleeveless tops. And in Texas, women do that all of the time, including fat women. It's otherwise just way too hot, especially during the summer. The best part is that there's no real shame to speak of. It can sure be highly distracting sometimes, though!
I still remember the other day, this sexy middle-aged woman, probably late 40s or early 50s. She wore a snug sleeveless dress, everything from the sausage fingers, arms so thick the arm holes almost barely fit, huge boobs, a bit of belly, a big ass supported by huge legs with a little bit of cellulite, all on top of cankles wedged into 4 inch heels. She quivered with every step, and I couldn't stop staring. I only hope my future wife would be this sexy.
I almost can't walk past a Lane Bryant or a Torrid in an indoor shopping mall without glancing inside. It's difficult not to glance and stare for too long.
The absolute worst, but perhaps also the best is when I'm getting takeout food, or otherwise have to wait around in a place, and on the other side of the counter is a beautiful, deliciously fat woman. This happened to me just last week, at a Starbucks. She must have weighed at least 250, maybe 300 lbs. The armholes of the t-shirt barely fit, and was snug over her very large boobs and gut, which was peaking over her jeans. It didn't hide her shape at all. But I had to wait around because I ordered a sandwich (yes, it's freakishly expensive but I thought I was gonna pass out from hunger so I needed something).
It was almost torture, and I had many impure thoughts.
6 years