Whenever a woman asks to see photos of my exes, I'm sheepish about it. I'm sheepish because, on average, they're pretty good looking. It feels like boasting, it feels like I'm shallow, and I'm afraid it will give her a complex. I'm ever aware of the Dean Cain effect.
But that's not remotely how they feel. They seem to find some sort of homage in attracting the same putz that once dated beautiful women. Blondage tells me it's exactly that: the woman thinks I'm beautiful by association. This baffles me. It baffles me to the point where I can't believe it. I know when I see that my predecessor was gorgeous, I'm convinced that to be with me, she must be closing her eyes and imagining him. Hell, maybe I will, too.
I have my theory, but first, a poll.