Virtually every time I've ever drank it was due to social pressure. Not like, at a party or something, but loved ones wanting to share a drink with me, and giving in for them.
I'm stuck in what Adam Carola refers to as the "yummy phase" I still like sodas and lemonade quite a bit, I seriously don't see the appeal or benefit of drugs, alcohol or tobacco. It's just never done anything for me. I think I've officially been actually drunk twice, and neither time did anything for me. I don't remember much in the way of a sensation.
My brother used to be an alcoholic, every once in a while he wants to go drinking just as a guy thing, just brothers bonding over booze. So I drink with him and try to keep up with him, but the problem is I hate the taste of beer so I order "girl drinks" and end up getting bored with each flavor so I end up mixing stuff. I had my first genuine hangover when we went to a bar after our grandmother's funeral. I had two cranberry vodkas at his suggestion, then had what I usually drink, midori with sprite. My brother gave me a little shit about it. "Is the third ingredient penis?" So I let the bartender suggest something else, Amaretto with sprite. I think that's what did me in. I decided to stop there because I was feeling sleepy. The next morning I had the most horrendous headache. I found drinking a lot of water, cooking up half a cup of rice, scrambling four eggs and mixing it into the rice (with ketchup) did wonders for my hangover.
Every other time it's been a girl I was dating curious to see what I look like drunk, or appealing to my machismo by drinking heavily forcing me to try something as well. I don't know why, I mean it's not like I don't put out unless I'm drunk, and all that happens is I get gigglier, then more self-conscious, then I just compliment her a lot, and then I get sleepy.
I kind of like the idea of having a "collection" of booze, just a big display of it. Not to drink, just because I like the look of it.
Image is stuff I like and what I'd want in that liquor cabinet.