They look like God’s favourites on a warm summer morning and the next best thing since sliced bread….
When women are beautiful, it is expected because everyone knows that they were created with aesthetics in mind, but when men are beautiful, it feels like some sort of higher elements at play, like some anomaly or glitch, as though angels worked overtime or a divine being added glitter to the beauty machine that printed such men.
There is just something about beautiful men that makes you lose your nerve, you start acting funny, you’d make up even the most ridiculous reasons just to be near them, to talk to them or stalk them if it is on social media, to stare, because truly they are a sight for sore eyes. Maybe this is how men feel when they see women. That must be overwhelming, to tackle gorgeousness daily…
If you are a feminine reading this post, I know you can resonate with what I am saying. These men seem to have an abundance of distinct or admirable features. Long eyelashes, enviable nails, a straight, pointy nose that looks like the perfect contour, lovely feet, a sculpted body, a deep voice, an amazing smell, a cute dimple, devastating smile.
What’s annoying about these men? They have no bad picture moment. Always photogenic, no matter the angle or outfit, they just eat.
All these attributes become even more captivating when they are unconscious of their beauty, unaware of manipulation, with no intention or practice; their eyes just manage to trap you into submission. They are exactly who they say they are, starlight.
If you are ever in the presence of this prince, girl, don’t forget to clutch your pearls and keep your wits about you. Chase it even when you find it slipping away because these men will lower your guard every time with a blink. God help you, they add nerdish, dominant kindness to the mix. Just ask for mercy.
Flattery aside, what makes these men beautiful is how all these attributes tie up together like a bundle of ecstasy.
We are lucky we get to behold these men every day, we work with some of them, have them as friends, we crush on them, and some of us even dare marry them! How fortunate we all are to behold beauty.
Xoxo,
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Connoisseur of Memories 