My friend Millie Brown, a performance artist widely known as the “vomit artist,” has a lot of experience with dating freakishly attractive men.Millie and I lived together during our early and mid-twenties, and at the time, it felt like every other week she had a new model boyfriend.The attraction felt almost indefinable, relying on everything from their looks and style to their mind and profession, to the smell of their skin and the sound of their voice.Deep attraction is, of course, a multisensory experience.Or, more simply, have we just realized that dating freakishly beautiful people isn’t all it's cracked up to be?
Or perhaps we become more acutely aware of the impermanence of beauty after experiencing our own signs of aging?
And while I’m drawn to extremely beautiful people, I more often want to just stare at them or hang an oil painting of them on my wall rather than lie on top of them nude.
But I’ve also wondered if, deep down, I’m just intimidated by the idea of dating someone hotter than me.
Most of us, at some point in our lives, have hung posters of models and movie stars on our bedroom walls.
And no matter how much I love my partner, I still occasionally masturbate to Tony Ward.