@john65pennington is correct: You never get a second chance to make a first impression.
Notwithstanding, you fell into your own trap, so to speak, and doth protest too loudly, methinks. If one wants a less superficial world, one that doesn’t sell everything with a side of sex and bikini clad babes, then why ask a rhetorical question, describing your own “bad hair day” and “glasses” and “sweatshirt”?
We’ve all been conditioned. Supermodels, waifs, heroine chic, fake boobs getting bigger and bigger: I look for and usually find the beauty in a woman, of any age, when I do – I don’t see a bad hair day or glasses or even what she’s wearing.
I’ll give you two fer instances: here, I am very attracted to a certain someone, who is in no danger of my advances because a: she’s happily married and b: we’re about 7000 miles away from each other. I am very attracted to her, though I’ve never even seen her face.
I won’t discuss my s/o here, but the second example is that I love it when a woman puts on glasses that suit her face – it oftentimes makes her appear more intelligent, kind, sincere and gentle… and that is also shallow in a sense – for ultimately they are but a face prop – like anything else (as opposed to, say, contacts.)
A bad hair day? Don’t get me started. A woman with long, flowing hair can whip it into anything she wants – it’s a matter of time and effort – so I look for the potential, not the immediate.
A woman who has given birth has the body of a goddess – for she has literally given birth and should be practically worshiped. I am tempted to go from eyes down to between the thighs, and give a Hoo Wah here… but I’ll leave it at that.
The eyes, the windows of the soul, beckon… and beauty lies and unfolds within: when they don’t, it’s a bad day for the guy – not for the hair.