Hot Guy....Blah Girl

Riding the 4 (or was it the 5?) train down from 86th Street this morning, I saw a sight that is not oft seen: a gorgeous (by all human standards) guy with a very average looking girl (dark roots in her blonde hair, imperfect nose job, small--square--teeth a la Invisalign).

Now it is hardly remarkable to see the opposite: gorgeous women date psuedo UN-attractive men all the time. Some argue the uggos (ugly men) have money, others argue that women being less visual and more tactile and/or emotional have a different meter for judging attractiveness which surpasses the physical. I won't take sides on this--I think they both hold true, just depends on the woman and her circumstance.

That said, the HOT guy on the subway had that perfect dark-hair, spiked high and a six o'clock shadow hovering on his pale face. He had on "perfect" fit jeans and a black pin-stripe jacket. His blue eyes twinkled and he didn't look freshly awakened like most of the other riders. He represents "the look" that I love oh-so much. It's less in the blue eyes and fair skin and more in the spiky hair, scruffy face, and jeans/jacket combo...hubba hubba hello.