It’s not like these men are 5’2” balding Indian janitors with severely asymmetrical, bulging, bloodshot eyes sunken deep into their sockets and encircled by dark, puffy bags, framed by thick, pulsating veins; a grotesquely bulbous, twisted, and pockmarked nose oozing with visible blackheads; skin so rough and scarred it resembles sandpaper, marred by deep cystic acne, wide, crater-like pores, large, discolored stretch marks, extreme oiliness, and blotchy, uneven patches of dark hyperpigmentation spreading across their face and entire body; limbs twisted like gnarled tree roots, with bowed legs and arms covered in patchy, coarse, and matted hair hanging loosely from sagging skin; a deformed torso hunched forward by an exaggerated spinal curvature, with protruding ribs and an oddly lumpy abdomen; enormous, flapping, misshapen ears sticking out at awkward angles; sparse, wiry, balding hair clinging to a flaky, scab-covered scalp; and an overwhelmingly thick, bushy unibrow that casts a shadow over their already distorted features.
Are they extremely good-looking? No. But they’re not that ugly either.
Plus, Richard—despite his rotting teeth—had a phenomenal bone structure, proving that bone structure > hygiene. Also, I thought beauty was subjective, so why are we discussing it as if it’s objective?
