My answer shows how physically-oriented people are in terms of attraction. Then again, this is nothing new, and I highly doubt my post is original, so feel free to skip it.
I've been active my whole life in sports - since I was only 4 years old, I was playing competitive hockey and soccer - pretty much the two biggest sports here in Canada that kids grow up playing.
Being an ectomorph, these sports were ideal for me as I simply never had the build to play football, or rugby - which I don't care for anyway.
However, at the peak of my puberty I was merely 5'6 (I may be 5'7 now, but I doubt it) with 6-inch total diameter wrists, and 125 pounds soaking wet as the phrase goes. I've always been very lean, and in excellent aerobic shape though - I suppose I take that for granted.
During summer roller-blades along the beach, I often went without a shirt. Not to impress anyone (wasn't anything to show off) but because I sweat like hell. Well I saw all these guys, who were much "bulkier" than I was, who had all these pretty girls whistling at them. I realized that, despite being a nice guy, in good shape, experienced, etc. etc. that I had no way to "get a foot in the door" with the ladies. I was built like a woman myself, so that likely wasn't very appealing.
Understand, I wasn't after "pussy". I didn't want "lots of women". I was lonely. Very lonely. I wanted ONE woman. Women would be my friend and nothing more. I was, and sometimes still feel, invisible to them, despite my outgoing nature. Sort of a benign Napoleon complex I think.
Now, at 22 years old, and 25 pounds of mostly lean mass later, I finally look more... "masculine", although by no means "big".
Now *I* get occasional whistles (really, I do), and I met my now ex-girlfriend at the same beach I mentioned earlier, where she noticed me. Even though I don't genetically have it in me to even be as big as the "average" man, I do what I can with what I was born with.
I feel guilty and ashamed to have gone to these lengths solely to get women's attention. I'm also disgusted that it took an extra 25 pounds for me not to be invisible to them. While I can see why anyone wouldn't particularly be attracted to an overweight individual, I'd never considered that being naturally thin was just as bad!
So, a few very attractive women later, here I am, perpetuating the vicious cycle still by continually trying to get bigger.
Ah well. The ends justify the means right? I just wish I wasn't so shallow - same goes for the girls I seem to meet
