I’ve been both waves
Ducks for cover I’m pretty. This is not my opinion I’m regularly told I am by people. Often in quite an accusatory way
I think this post speaks volumes for the very real other side of the attractive coin. Why on earth should you have to "duck for cover" but reality is, you do
& bollocks. I'm taking your lead & coming out as an ex 10+ though I'm now pushing 60 & so though I don't look a complete bag of spanner's, I'm not what I was. I've modelled, could have done it professionally, but didn't want to, I've stood in for Elle "the body" McFerson as a fit model when she wasn't available etc etc
I have been offered jobs on my looks alone, which on occasion I've taken as I wanted the job & was qualified/skilled enough to do it, but even with the thought that I was strong enough to tell the boss where to go if he got too lecherous. Instead I got the love sick puppy following me around & would not leave me alone. I've had that several times in my life where you end up effectively stalked by someone who is never overtly sexual, so little you can complain or pull them up on, but they are like your friggin shadow, hang on every word & the rest of the staff of course jump to the conclusion you only got there because you're shagging the boss, no matter how good you are at the job. I've once had it from a woman too.
I've been chatted up & asked out by extremely high profile men, but I friggin hated the fact they were only interested in what I looked like, so never took any up on it. Attracted to my looks first became a real bug bare of mine, especially after strings of boyfriends who wanted the status symbol of a good looking girlfriend & didn't give a shit if I had a brain & personality to go with it.
I've been chased down the street with flowers several times in my life & no, that's also creepy & wasn't invited.
I've been stalked more than once,
I've been systematically bullied out of a job I loved, because I didn't "get fat & ugly" after my daughter was born. The ringleader was actually an old friend who wasn't coping with getting older herself & wanted to see me fall. No real friend there.
I could not walk down the street without getting catcalled & more often than not chancers trying to get my phone number, often with shite scams like "I'm a photographer" I'd love to photograph you, whilst talking to my 32fs 😏 usually several times in a short walk.
I love to sit on the beach on my own & read, I gave up shortly after moving to the coast became even in my bloody 40s chancers would not leave me alone
I've had a once close friend turn on me, because I was given flowers by a stranger when walking down the street & she didn't. I didn't want the flowers, or the attention, but she did & the jealousy & cattiness she levelled at me after that became unbearable.
I spent most of my youth like another poster above, hiding my looks behind way out punk hair & makeup, this cut out a lot of hassle by entitled wankers in the street, though I sometimes got grief for looking "weird" instead
Decent guys who saw me as a whole person, including my now husband, stayed away from asking me out, it was only ever the over confident arseholes wanting something to hang o their arm that seemed to be attracted to me. DH now says I was intimidating because everyone wanted me & he knew I was too good looking for him & would never have guessed I'd be interested in him. That's even though he's a very handsome guy himself
I could go on & on. Trust me, it has its benefits, but it has just as many, if not more flaws & I absolutely love the fact I can walk down the street now & mostly go unnoticed