Okay. I’m pretty embarrassed to share this piece of information with you… because it’s going to ‘out’ basically every guy I’ve ever been attracted to.
So, sometime during my mid-twenties, like already married and everything, I was talking to a best friend of mine about past dating life, celebrity crushes and that sort of girl gab… And I told her that I have a really, really specific type that I like physically…
REENACTMENT TIME. Two friends having a shallow conversation over a tray of chicken nuggets.
Me: So, every single celebrity and guy I’ve been attracted to has the same face. The Same. Exact. Face.
Her: Haha. Okay, like what?
Me: Brown eyes. Most importantly.
Her: Most importantly?
Me: As big as humanly possible. Freakishly big brown puppy dog eyes.
Her: Is that it? They all have big, brown eyes?
Me: Well… And I like brunettes.
Her: Sure. A natural with the brown eyes. Short hair or long?
Me: You know that sixties hair where it’s like swooped over but still with decent side-burns?
Her: Ooh yeah.
Me: I like cheekbones. Like when their cheeks ball up when they smile.
Her: Oh yeah, that’s cute.
Me: Just a lot of face. An overwhelming amount of face. Like the chunkier the dude the better.
Me: And like, I know I should probably be trying to breed out my big nose, but I love long noses. A real man’s nose.
Her: You… you know you just perfectly described… feature by feature… Woody from Toy Story, right?
No, this is not a joke. And no, this is not an exaggeration either. I have no idea why I didn’t put it together sooner. Honest to goodness, not lying or making this up… three of my past love interests have even told me DIRECTLY that other people say they look like Woody (my husband included).
And okay, this best friend I was talking to reassured me that every girl had “A Face”. And she showed me hers. Hers was normal. Hers was like a Ben Affleck looking face. MINE IS A CARTOON TOY OKAY? HOW IS THAT A NORMAL HUMAN EXPERIENCE?
And like the creepiest part of it… is that I have always loved Woody. A little too much. Like once I got a Woody doll as a Christmas present and I actually cried over it. I do not know why I’m so attached to him as a character. I think maybe… loyalty? He’s super loyal throughout the series? (I’ve heard #4 is questionable here. I haven’t seen it yet) But, Toy Story One came out when I was five… which is a pretty impressionable age, right?
Another theory here. It’s not actually Woody. It’s Daniel. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence that I was actively and purposefully seeking Dan’s exact face. Not to mention really specific personality traits that my husband has perfectly. It’s… very odd. I don’t know that I believe in soul mates, but it honestly almost feels like I remembered what Daniel looked like and I was trying to find him.
Either that or I’m really hot for Toy Story. Whatever.