NoOneofConsequence(dom male){Taken}
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5 years ago •
Apr 22, 2019
5 years ago •
Apr 22, 2019
Hmmm.
Well, the thing is, I am a bit of an odd duck, I suppose. Women (and sorry guys, but only women appeal to me either sexually or aesthetically) who other people think are attractive, I will look right past. And others that they will find plain, or even the other side of plain, I can't understand why they don't see it.
I think part of that for me is growing up with a bona fide beauty queen for a sister with seven tiaras under her sash before she turned fourteen and made herself ineligible by taking a modeling gig for pay. I know within a hair's breadth just what goes into being all that with a side of fries. And, I know just how shallow physical appearance CAN be.
By the same token, if a green snot bubble is jiggling in her right nostril with every breath... uh, no. Nope, nope, McNopester.
But...
But, a memory comes to mind of a young lady that I worked with whom every guy on the shift wanted to be with. Except me. And for some odd reason, she took that as a challenge. One night, she was pushing even harder than usual. And... well, don't ask me the question if you don't want to know the answer. I told her; "No, Monica. In fact, I don't find you attractive. There is a difference between taking care of yourself and the only way you could be more stuck on yourself is if your press-on nail glue leaked. And, let's be honest. Colonel Sanders would throw those legs back."
I understand that she and one of our co-workers broke a bed that morning. He thanked me the next night. ***shrug*** I didn't... and don't... care. She pressed me for an answer, wanting me to say she was attractive. And I told her the truth.
Some have said that I see with more than my eyes. I don't know about that. I think, maybe, that I see more with my eyes than they do as they fall for all the hunting tricks that women use to accentuate their better features and draw attention away from what they don't want focus on. For me, I am the most satisfied with a woman whose beauty radiates from her soul, one that would be just attractive to me with no make-up in one of my flannel shirts (if I deigned to allow her clothing), chopsticks or pencils holding her hair up as she worked the crossword (in pen and under time), but who understands that the care that she takes with her appearance is a reflection on me when we go out into public.
TLDR; She doesn't have to be a beauty queen. In fact only one has managed (technically a runner-up). But, her soul should radiate and resonate beauty with me.
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