As women, I think we spend an extremely large amount of time wondering if a man will like us, or find us attractive. I spent so much time thinking about whether or not I am his "type," I never really even thought about what my type was.
When I met my husband, he was a scrawny high school boy.
When I married him, he was a slightly less scrawny, fresh out of boot camp Marine.
While I was married to him, he became a stocky, just over average build tattooed, Harley driving, man.
When he was at work, he was a suit wearing, buttoned down professional.
This was my type.
He was my type.
Now, he no longer is, and I have had to think about it. This is a very strange concept all in itself.
I have learned a few things, it is all subject to change, but this is what I know so far:
I like height. Not freakishly tall, but since I am fairly short, I want the guy I date to be several inches taller than me.
Build isn't as important, slender or stocky is not the issue, but not flabby. I don't mean chiseled, but not rolling in a giant beer belly.
(Maybe it is the same as the height thing, I am short you can't be, and I am a little fluffy, so you shouldn't be!! )
And, most alarmingly to me, based on the profiles of the men I end up talking to, apparently, I like Bald men. clean shaven heads seem to be part of what attracts me.
Who knew?
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