Same here. I'd still happily consider my wife as beautiful and when we walk along the beach or down the local High Street, judging by the number of guys turning their heads... so it would appear do others.
We met nearly thirty years ago at work, she was running a bar in a gigantic disco where I was asst. manager and by gigantic I mean the size to two football pitches with 15,000+ paying visitors every Friday and Saturday. Can you imagine the number of guys that tried to chat her up? 5'10", slim built, long legs, beautiful B cup pear shaped breasts, off blonde long hair, high cheekbones, the works. She was one of the hottest women in all the staff.
I never even tought about chatting her up, it was more casual talk at first and it kind of developed from there. 18 month later I proposed, huge bunch of roses, champagne, the full monty and evidently she said 'Yes'.
At least I don't think beauty, intelligence, money, whatever has anything to do with it. The chemistry was right and things just clicked.
Don't reduce your social and love life to something that can be meassured with a ruler or you really won't get anywhere in life.
And we have always had the most incredible sex life up to today. In fact, I love her more every day.
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