Oh geez, this is hard.
I don’t have any really good features. Not a single one.
I can pick out a number of flaws in every feature…
But somehow, a lot of people find me cute anyway. People call me cute a lot. Maybe it’s the way I carry myself or something.
Or maybe I have no flaws drastic enough to make me ugly, and I just have a good overall- average of features.
Except I usually don’t think I’m all that cute, either.
This is a difficult thread.
I am often complimented on my green eyes, which get greener when I have been in the sun or appear greener when I wear a green shirt.
I have also been complimented quite a few times on my “perfect, miniature Playboy tits.” I think that’s a nice way of saying “Those are cute, do they come in adult size too?”
My naturally strawberry blonde hair, my blue eyes. But I’ve had the weirdest compliment lately: “You have a smile that makes people feel like it is just for them, like they are they only person in the room.” And here I thought that my eyes just vanished when I smiled and my crooked tooth stood out a mile.
My blue/green/gray eyes, my long eyelashes and my soft hands. Well, my wife noticed them anyway.
If I could just cut back on the beer, I’d have a six pack from Hell, as it stands it’s more like a two-pack (beer just fills in those gaps)
I’ve been complimented many times on my eyes, smile/teeth, feet (once - that was weird), and… ahem… other part.
I would have to say although I’m skinny everything about me rocks - but I work hard for it. The only thing I don’t like is my nose.
punk snot dead,
broccoli!
ps- <insert radioactive vagina joke and/or comment here>
All things considered I would have to say that my fiancee is my most enviable physical asset. Does that count?
I always hear good things about my eyes, mouth, and height. I can live with that.
I’ve been told I have great feet - they are rather attractive, I think, except for the remnants of purple nail polish that my daughter applied back in June…
I love the color of my hair - sorta dirty blond that becomes golden when I spend time in the sun. Alas, it’s fine and has no body, but with the right cut, it’s quite nice.
Oh yeah, and I have a nice personality… 
I can puncture an aluminum can with my thumb nails. I have been told that my eyes are Intense.
I have beautiful big blues eyes. People come from miles around to stare into them.
I have (since I walk everywhere) the perfectly defined calf muscles of a ballerina. They are the only part of me that bears any resemblence to a ballerina.
This is a toughie…I was the ugliest kid for oh-so-many years…so much so that kids all the way into HS would come up to me for the sole purpose of informing me of that fact. Thank God something changed! I’m not a supermodel, I’m not beautiful, I don’t turn heads, but I’m no longer “unattractive.”
Personally, I think it’s my ass. I was blessed with a great butt.
My mother would say it’s my hair. Naturally curly, just past my shoulders, brown with red & blonde highlights.
My friends and coworkers say it’s my smile.
The physical asset I envy most? Hips. I wish I had some!
I think this thread should be retitled:
“What is your most enviable physical asset, and what is its cup size?”
With regards to my endowment, my most enviable physical asset has got to be my enormous gut. It sticks out as though I were in the late 3rd trimester. No other guy’s gut comes close. All bow before the awe and majesty that is my belly!
Curls up next to tracer, fluffs up his belly, and takes a nap
nuthin’, folks. Honest.
I think I have nice eyes. They’re green.
What people remember me, though, is my poofy hair.
Well, I can only go by what others have told me.
I once met a girl for the first time and she asked me within 45 seconds of talking to her if I wore contacts. For some reason she didn’t believe that my eyes could be their natural color.
I’ve had a couple women (girls, whatever) tell me that I looked like some model/actor/soap opera star. I don’t know where they’re coming up with that one, but it’s happened on three non-related occassions now, most recently last night when I was picking up my son and talking to the sitter.
I get the “my God you have a lot of thick hair” comments from whoever’s doing my hair as well.
Wow… damn, I’m cool
“O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.”
–Romeo and Juliet, Act 2, Scene ii
I thought of a really graphic smartass reply that you could use, but I can’t bring myself to post it. (Apparently, the rumors that I have no shame aren’t quite true.)
I have great eyes. They’re blue, but they have a greenish-gold “starburst” pattern around the pupil which makes them sparkle, as I’ve been told.
When I take good care of them, my feet are rather nice, even though they’re big.
I’ve got big boobs, but never liked them. They’re set too far apart and droop too much.
I used to have a nice butt when I was younger. I may try to get it back again.
I always get people saying they wished they were as big as me. I’m 6’5" and 275 lbs. and it’s proportioned so I look rather buff (until the shirt comes off).
My vision is rather sharp, too. It was 20/10 in both eyes, but I had a head injury when I was 11 that gave me a wandering eye, pretty much lost my sense of depth and a couple of years ago my right eye was 20/20, though the left is still 20/10.
Hrm. My eyes, which are a pretty light blue color.
My hair, when I let it grow out…it’s really thick, and sorta wavy.
My smile.