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Objectively, as popular culture would assess him, Purple is a kind of funny-looking personage. No matter how carefully he trims it, his beard will always tend to the scruffy. He is unfashionably plump for anyone but a bear, though he's not into guys. His hair is long but mostly bald on top.
Last night he lamented his flat ass and I looked in every direction that wasn't him. It does not aesthetically offend me, because it's his. (Had I praised it, he would have disbelieved.) Later, I allowed as how it did not go in any abstract and unexpected directions under his pants. "It's not Cubist or anything."
Tonight his looks are up again. He has something funny and self-deprecating to say about his hairline.
He will always be handsome to me. I mutter something about Cubism and look anywhere but at him. I expect a warm, witty person who makes friends laugh, and not a collection of elementary shapes smashed together to approximate a human shape. I am never disappointed.
It would be crass of me to go too far into the details of what I like about his appearance to him, but he's learning to appreciate the sentiment when I turn pink and mutter about cubists.
Last night he lamented his flat ass and I looked in every direction that wasn't him. It does not aesthetically offend me, because it's his. (Had I praised it, he would have disbelieved.) Later, I allowed as how it did not go in any abstract and unexpected directions under his pants. "It's not Cubist or anything."
Tonight his looks are up again. He has something funny and self-deprecating to say about his hairline.
He will always be handsome to me. I mutter something about Cubism and look anywhere but at him. I expect a warm, witty person who makes friends laugh, and not a collection of elementary shapes smashed together to approximate a human shape. I am never disappointed.
It would be crass of me to go too far into the details of what I like about his appearance to him, but he's learning to appreciate the sentiment when I turn pink and mutter about cubists.
