Right handed rule
For the longest time all I could see was clockwise, but eventually, if I forced myself to stare at her face, I could get her to briefly switch to counterclockwise. It then became easier and easier to switch, although unless I concentrated she would revert back to clockwise.
The breasts did not distract me, although the young lady certainly is magnificently endowed in that department. I'm more of leg and hip and butt man, myself. Actually, she reminds me a bit of my old girlfriend, Circus Lady; although she was a bit flat-chested herself, I loved her just the same. She was a fancy prancer...belly dancer.
Ah yes, "...bare, ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang..."