I’ve been thinking a lot about this recently, how women, generally, and me, specifically, spend an inordinate amount of time and energy worrying about their relative sex appeal. I realize this isn’t even remotely a newsflash, but I’ve done a few calculations in my head - totaling the time I could have spent on other pursuits, and I’m sort of … pissed.
And yet! It’s proving hard to give up that desire to be seen as attractive. Damn you, biological breeding impulses!
