Okay, Astrochingu (“chingu” is an inside reference for Korean speakers, but for those who are vaguely interested but too lazy to look it up, it means “friend”), your first mistake was going to church–most church folks tend to judge pretty harshly anyone who admits to surfing porn, but others, including Jesus, know that it’s just part of being a human, or at least part of being a libidinous, porn-surfing human.
The only things you’re missing are (a) the ancients didn’t recognize the hotness of girls that wear glasses, and (b) if you’re looking for religious books to make sense, you’re already far too lost for any religion to help you.
My take on it is that Leah was one of those “nice girl” types (who would have worn glasses, if she had been born a few centuries later) that you’d be happy to take home to Mother; Rachel was a hottie, with high heels, short skirt (either a tight night-club skirt, or a pleated, school-girl skirt, but either way, short), fishnet stockings and maybe a tattoo and a piercing, a little to much make-up, and maybe even a boob job, because how could anything that fine be real.
The weird thing to me is that even though Jacob wasn’t all that attracted to Leah, Leah bore him four sons. Was that spontaneous pregnancy, or immaculate conception? Or maybe, at the end of the day, those librarian types turn us on more than the hotties? To me, it just suggests that the whole collection of stories is a bunch of crap–but I don’t mean any disrespect by that, honestly. It’s just that I had three martinis for dinner, and nothing else yet. I’ll eat before I post again, I promise.