MY perfect man? Well, there was my first husband, lean, 6’2” big nose, red hair. After we married his hair kept getting lighter until it was blonde, then gradually got darker until it was nearly brown. I told him once that chocolate got me in the mood. He dashed out of the house, came back a few minutes later with a bunch of Three Museteers and Milky Ways. He refused to share them with me, said he wanted to see just how “happy” I could get. LOL
Years later there was this Irish guy who describes like an elf. He was short, like about 5’2”. His thick red hair went down past his butt. He was about seven years younger than me. (yum) He was a vary ambitious partner, but I just couldn’t handle that he was drunk so often. Falling down drunk. He was quite the outdoorsman, and I liked that.
There was this guy who looked like David Hasselhoff back when he did Night Rider.
I had a real hangup for a while over this guy with pretty, curley, light brown hair. He was average height, slim, and had an incredible smile. He had no interest in me though, because I don’t come from a nice Jewish family, and his parents were kind of old fashioned. His cousin liked me though, and hit on me a lot. He had a real disco look about him, and I might have found him attractive, except he was so full of himself.
Sorry if you feel it’s BS to say looks don’t matter, but they never mattered much for me. I do have some appearance turn – offs. I like men to keep fit, for their age and ability anyway. Men who don’t care to keep themselves fit turn me off. Men who don’t keep themselves clean. If a man is working hard, gets dirty and sweaty, I find that a turn on. If he goes out without going home first to clean up, ew! Slouching turns me off, picking something (nose, butt, nads, whatever), hanging on me, a nice suit with a bad tie. Those things turn me off
President Obama is YYYUUUUMMM! If I didn’t adore FLOTUS, I’d want to take a shot at the pres. or vice versa.
Nope, it’s behavior which has always gotten my attention. well, there was this one guy in high school. THAT’S a story for another thread, NSFW, Not Safe For Those With Heart Trouble, age limit required.