In my younger days, I confess that it wasn’t the cheerleaders that caught my interest. Any girl who lusted after the high school quarterback seemed a wee bit shallow.
Working in healthcare, I’ve never once fantasized about being at a late October party with some girl in the “sexy nurse” Halloween costume.
However, I’ve always had a thing for attractive real women who can carry on an intelligent conversation and don’t look like they’ve been airbrushed, Botoxed or Photoshopped.
From time to time, though, through no fault of my own, I come across a news story about top rated fashion models. I have to admit that they totally confuse me.
For some reason, perhaps a quirk in my DNA or a mental aberration, I have never been attracted to extremely skinny women who walk in a particular strange manner and who have a totally vacant expressions as though they are oblivious to the world around them.