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cyberdude611 -> Good looking men are boring? (5/23/2007 5:17:56 AM)
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We only date ugly men
May 22, 2007
Slicking on another layer of lipgloss, Selena Maria slings her bag over her shoulder and struts into the bar.
A sea of dark, handsome heads turn to ogle her. Jaws drop and good-looking men raise their eyebrows or move in to offer her a drink.
But Selena walks on by. She only has eyes for one man. He’s waiting for her in a dark corner. He’s not one of the handsome guys in sharp suits. He’s not even ‘average’.
He’s bald and podgy, with a pock-marked face, and is easily the ugliest man in the room. She sidles into the chair next to him.
‘Hi, gorgeous,’ she purrs. The man’s gargoyle face breaks into a toothless smile.
The good-looking men know they don’t stand a chance.
Selena has dated her fair share of hunks, but has given up on gorgeous guys because they’re dull – both in and out of bed.
‘I can’t imagine anything more boring than classic handsome looks,’ she says. ‘I prefer no teeth, baldness and piercings to model looks. I like celebs such as Adrien Brody and Mackenzie Crook rather than Brad Pitt.
‘Ugly men try harder. They care more about you and treat you like a princess. Good-looking guys are self-obsessed. That’s not attractive.’
And Selena is not alone. In a recent study, sociologist Diane Felmee found only a third of women said looks were the first thing that attracted them to a man. Most preferred a sense of humour or financial and career success.
Researchers at Newcastle University also believe ugly men exist as a way of repairing our gene pool. Women would rather date men with good genes, who can fight disease easily, than a classically beautiful man.
So are good looks really that important? Love It! found three women who definitely don’t think so.
'Good-looking men are just boring!'
Mum-of-one and model Vanessa Upton, 28, from Southeast London, has been living with Colin Kane, 34, a boxer and car renovator, for four years.
I lay back in my bikini, arched my back and stuck out my breasts to strike an alluring pose. Then click!
‘That’s beautiful,’ the photographer cried. ‘You look absolutely gorgeous.’
As a glamour model, I was used to hearing those words every day. For 13 years, I’ve been constantly surrounded by hot-looking men, too.
People always assumed I’d end up with a gorgeous male model on my arm. But looks alone weren’t enough for me. Most of the male models just didn’t turn me on.
I wanted something more. And then I met Colin. I was working as a ring-card girl at a boxing match.
As I strutted around the ring in a little bikini with a giant card telling everyone what round was next, I couldn’t take my eyes off Colin.
He was a cornerman and looked after one of the boxers in the fight. He had a shaved head, a broken nose – and electric-blue eyes.
And when those eyes met mine, I felt the most incredible sexual charge flash between us.
I couldn’t believe my luck when he stripped down to a pair of shorts. He was taut and toned.
‘Phwoarr!’ I thought. ‘He’s just my type.’ I wanted to rip his clothes off right there and then.
I’ve never been attracted to smooth-looking men.
I’m surrounded by male models at work, and while they’re often lovely guys, the chisel-jawed Italian-stallion look makes me cringe.
They are so very ordinary. I like a man who looks different – intriguing, with something to offer on the inside.
And there’s something about blokes with bald heads that drives me really crazy – especially if they can make me laugh, too.
Colin made me giggle from the second he came over to chat me up that night. He’d heard I had a bad back.
‘How do you fancy a massage?’ he said with a cheeky grin. ‘I’m a sports therapist.’
I turned down his offer, but I took his number and couldn’t stop thinking about him for the next two weeks.
Finally, I plucked up the courage to phone him and asked: ‘Can I have that massage now?’
We met up and he massaged me for two and a half hours, and I realised that no matter how anyone thought he looked, Colin was brilliant with his hands.
Our next meeting was a proper date and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
Four years later, we still can’t – and I feel so lucky to have found a bloke who makes me feel this way, every day.
A few of my model friends have taken me to one side and asked: ‘Why are you with him? What do you see in him?’
But I really don’t know what they’re talking about. In my eyes, he’s drop-dead gorgeous. He’s my perfect man.
My five-year-old son, James, absolutely loves him. I want to have children with Colin. I’m sure they’d be just as adorable as he is.
Besides, once the bedroom lights go out, it’s down to sexual skill and personality – and my Colin has tons of both.
http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,11000-2007230354,00.html
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