I totally know what you mean. If you don't mind I'd like to piggy back off your rant here and share with you a similar experience.
When I was in highschool I teeter backed about forth between 150-180. I dressed myself in tight clothes and did my hair and makeup like I was ready to go clubbing every day. I wanted to try to make myself look pretty even when I thought I was a fat cow. I never had the confidence that I should have (now that I look back at myself and go, biatch...you were beautiful!). Well one day when some friends and I piled out of the car and were walking up to another group of a friends, my buddy's close friend Efrain (beauuuuuutiful man) came up and they BS'd for awhile while I stood there listening. All of a sudden Efrain looked at me and I smiled..not thinking much about it. As he kept looking at me I began to realize that he was staring. He was STARING! At me! He was one of the most popular, beautiful, amazing boys in school! Well they finished talking and we went on our way. My friend, as we were walking away, said to me (and I quote) "Damn girl, he was checking you out hardcore!" For this friend to say this to me was a big deal because he was a huuuge player in highschool. Anyway, over the upcoming weeks Efrain would find ways to hang out with my group and purposely sit next to me at parties or in class. It really was exciting and scary for me! Every time I saw him though I clammed up and shyed away from him. I thought he was too attractive and too perfect for me. He eventually stopped trying to ask me out or find ways to talk to me. Fast forward a couple years.... I walked into a Wendy's wearing a oversized t-shirt and jeans, no makeup, my hair in a messy bun, 30lbs heavier and was sweating buckets (it's over 110F here in the Summer). Of all the places in the world this was the one place Efrain was hanging out with some friends. He came flying across the room like a vampire to come talk to me. We started talking and he bought me my lunch. He confessed that he had a HUGE crush on me in highschool and he wanted to see if I was interested in hanging out again. I said sure and gave him my number. He text me a few times but I always acted disinterested. He gave up again.
It took me several lonnnnng talks with girlfriends to find out why I did this to myself and to him. I didn't think I was good enough. I mean Efrain was a gooooorgeous light skinned El Salvadorian American who came from a good family, worked, kept in good health, didn't drink, didn't smoke, and was school and career minded. He was PERFECT and I turned him away! I never thought I was pretty enough. I had a voice in my head telling me everyday, "Why me? What does he see in me? He'll find someone prettier so why bother?" I just want to shoot myself in the foot now.
I guess the point of my story is that you will forever regret not taking that jump. For all you know, regardless of the situation (alcohol, good angle shots, etc...) these men could think you are the best thing in the world. Give in girl! You are gorgeous and any man wanting to talk to you is doing it because you are beautiful and strong. There's no other way we could get through the journey we are on without coming out strong girl. Allow someone to talk to you and get to know you. Trust your gut feeling and push yourself off the edge. Sometimes we have to get out of our comfort zone to find something that makes us happy. I wish I could go with you for a girls night and be your wing-woman! My best advice is to just do it! Message him back. Let him ask you out. Go meet him. Laugh, drink, talk! You could really be missing out on GREAT times.
Oh and by the way- Efrain is now a clothing model, just finished his undergrad and is getting married in December! See what I missed out on? Don't let that be you girl!
Remeber that you are absolutely goreous. It's not the angle of the camera, it's not the lighting, it's not the alcohol....it IS YOU! Accept it!