Why is Hollywood pretending we find very thin, or very muscular, sexy?
I’ve never gone for muscles. I mean, it’s great that you like being healthy, but it’s never been any more sexy to me than a nice smile or a really good suit. If a muscular guy takes his top off to hit on me, it doesn’t really do anything. Yes. You have muscular deposits in your tummy. That’s nice.
This might just be because I’m a weird, weird person who finds funny guys deeply sexy, even if they aren’t spectacular physically, but actually this is a pattern I’ve seen a lot in my female friends. Muscles…just aren’t so amazing. It’s not a bad thing, obviously, but it’s nothing we would specify as absolutely vital. I’d say at least 2/3 of my female friends find a Jack Whitehall aesthetic sexier than a Tom Hardy one. Maybe I just have weird friends? It’s definitely a trend I see a lot.
Same goes with Hollywood’s fascination with teeny tiny women. I’m watching some terrible film with my mate Henry, and I point out the female lead, who is running around in some impractical leather leotard.
“Is she hot?” I ask. (We have a lad friendship.)
He looks at me through a mouthful of popcorn. “Not really. She’s okay. I like curves.”
“What, like fat women?” I press on.
“No,” he says, shrugging. “Just like, a normal girl. With a waist and a rack. Not a pencilly figure.”
OBVIOUSLY you can have whatever body you want and be beautiful. You can have muscles and be sexy, you can be very skinny and be sexy, I’m just discussing what wider social preference is on body types. Because it seems weird that the guys and girls Hollywood promote as aesthetic demigods don’t really match up with what wider society likes.
I’m not calling them ugly, obviously they are attractive, but it is interesting that a Hollywood, American sexy isn’t what most of my friends would dribble over in Be At One, Soho on a Tuesday. Women like average physique guys more than Hollywood thinks. And guys will definitely still hit on you even if you have two noticeable breasts on your chest.
Strange phenomenon, or are my friends just odd?