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Sunday, January 15, 2017

I’ve Grown Accustomed to Her Face

I’ve grown accustomed to her face.


Believe or not, most guys focus on the face when first meeting the heroine.

Fear not, my dear heroine, you need not complain that you were given your father’s nose or your great aunt’s chin. Believe in your self and your inner beliefs will light up that face. It doesn’t matter what age the heroine is or how cute her face is once he notices her twinkling eyes, happy smile and loving personality. He’ll soon be hooked. Good as gutted and flayed.

Most men have preconceptions of what is an attractive face. They may be searching for someone with the looks of Jennifer Lopez, Halle Berry or a Sandra Bullock. But, when an objectively* ordinary face is lit up by the soul all those preconceptions melt away. *Static beauty is very similar to objective beauty. It's like standing at a dance and actually dancing. Both static and objective are appropriate for a museum but a girl’s heart is what makes her face come alive.

Guys ain’t perfect, however. Men also happen to notice the figure. But again a figure in movement beats any static photoshoot. A good figure is fine, but the way the heroine walks or her body language speaks, tell a man so much more. None of us can transcend physical attraction because that’s part of the universe’s plan, so the heroine may have her father’s nose, as long as it isn’t Pinocchio’s proboscis.

I’ve Grown Accustomed to Her Face, sung by Rex Harrison in My Fair Lady, 1964.


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