My high school classmates were seemingly all into Backstreet Boys and the likes (showing my age here huh). Meanwhile I was (and still am >.>) into long-haired metal dudes. Anecdotes are gonna anecdotes.
I was/am into all kinds of dudes, but one of my weaknesses--and still is to this day--is the proverbial bad boy. Or just someone who generally gives off a vibe of "slightly dangerous." I sound like I'm full of shit, I know, but there's just something... alluring about someone completely different from me. I don't think I'll be the one to change their ways or whatever, but it's in my nature
* to go with/against the flow of the experience.
On the flip side, I'm also weak in the knees for guys who look rough around the edges or unapproachable but have a heart of gold and are super sweet. A betrayal of looks, of sorts. Looks have never really been my focus in a man, but obviously they play a role in my noticing them if unknown. If already acquainted (and this goes for unknowns as well) I analyze body language and how they present/carry themselves in a social setting/conversation. Do they smile? Do they laugh? Do they seem bored? Introvert gonna introvert.
Looks are so low tier for me that my taste in men runs the gamut of I-think-he's-super-cute-but-can-admit-others-will-think-he's-ugly to super generic to this-guy-is-way-out-of-my-league. Skinny, lean, chunky, fat, muscular, tattooed, pierced, ear gauges, facial hair or none, hairy as fuck or not, or completely vanilla--I don't care. Funnily enough, smoking (tobacco) and certain kinds of long hair are the things that give me pause.
*I'm a sadomasochist with more of a lean towards masochist. I'm also not a woman, though.
Well, that's been my TMI of the day.
Hannibal is one of my favorite TV shows for some reason, but the mystery will forever remain unknown. Clearly.