MiniTheMinx
I'm a realist, and I'm far happier than I would be if I were to wake up one morning and say, "sorry wife and kids, I know you're all my best friends, my rock and my reason for being, but I've decided to chase perfection and give up on everything we've got, so I'm off...."
Given we're essentially talking about physical imperfections here as that's where the thread had gone, you have to keep in mind the ageing process. I've no idea how old you are Mini, but perhaps the ageing process has not yet knocked on your door?
Even if you (and maybe you have) find the perfect partner, as time goes on they will age. Even if I found my perfect 6ft chocolate box blonde, she won't look the same at 60 as she does at 20. Everything will be saggy, things will be wrinkled, her pubic hair will begin to turn grey, liver spots will appear on her skin, her eyesight and or hearing may deteriorate - in other words, she'll be riddled with imperfections - as will I.
So, based on the above, she's no longer perfect - do I leave (with my own imperfections) and try to find perfect again? Of course not.
This is because we know that as we age and become less perfect, we simply have to tolerate, accept and embrace this process and that we won't be in our 20's forever. A 50 year old man with a bit of a belly, generally (money and power aside for the fickle) won't end up with a perfect 20 something woman, likewise the same in reverse - generally. This back to the theory of accepting you have a realistic catchment area, based on your own position in life and perfection.
This takes me back to my previous statement - I'm not a perfect man, I'm middle aged, balding, wear glasses, have pale skin and am not particularly handsome, but I am tall, reasonably muscular and average to low BMI - based on my own eyes and perception of the world, that makes me about a 5/10 give or take - I could be better, I could be worse, in the attractiveness/perfection stakes.
For me to decide that hey, I'm not as 'happy' as I could be, so let's give up everything in a mid-life crisis and go and chase perfection in a woman would be naive and foolish, let alone the devastation I'd feel leaving my family that I love so dearly.
I'm genuinely not trying to be a smart arse, but just putting forward that you can absolutely love someone, with their imperfections and bits you might not like and be happy - it's life and not everyone is blinded by love where they can't objectively see things and people for what they are.
Your perfect partner (?) absolutely will age and become less perfect, old, wrinkly and grey. Are you telling me that your love for them means your eyes will still see perfection? I can't answer for you, but suspect not, therefore surely a long game approach is the real secret to happiness?
Love and happiness to all.