And of course, when I decide that I must absolutely pay more attention to my studies or anything but the opposite sex, the weather warms up. I'm sorry, but (though I interact with people based on who they are rather than what they look like) apparently sometimes nothing distracts me more than a low cut against a pale chest.

Maybe it's worth mentioning that this remark does not spring from any single incident and does not reflect upon any particular low cut.

Hopefully the reader will understand that distraction does not imply that I often stare at a woman's chest.