My sister always said I was too vain for my own good. But to be honest when you are this perfect, there really is no point in beating around the bush. Even as a young child, I can remember my mother being stopped in the street with me so other people could compliment her on what a beautiful young boy I was. And looking back at the photos, I really can't say I blame them.
I was what you call the perfect looking child. I had dark curls and sallow skin with striking blue eyes so it was no wonder people used to stop and stare. I was even born with a head of black hair and my mom told me that everywhere she went people would stop to have a look at this cherubic child.
My sister hated the fact that all her girlfriends fancied me. You would think she'd be grateful that she was so popular. But to her, it was annoying when all the girls in her class would want to hang around with her just so they could get close to me! When she eventually found her way to high school a year or so after me, her problems just got worse as this is the stage in a girls life when her hormones are running wild and with someone like me around, they just went into over drive.
I know I sound really vain and arrogant but at the end of the day it really is the truth. I really was blessed by the angel who gave out good looks. In fact I think she may have given me a double dose. I actually have a couple of biker patches on my leather jacket which I bought and which drive my sister mad. The When God Made Me He Was Showing Off Patch really gets her back up. She thinks that if you have something special which in my case is my fantastic looks and body, then you should be humble about it. But I think that if you have something, you should flaunt it.
To be completely honest, I think she might be a little bit jealous. I'm not saying she's not an ok looking chick but at the end of the day she's my sister and she really has to admit that I got the lion's share of the beauty. Sometimes I think I may have been switched at birth with the child of a Greek God. Seriously I don't know anyone else who would be considered better looking than me. Not even Brad Pitt at the end of the day!
My friends think this is hilarious and they are often commenting on how maybe I was switched at birth. One friend even bought me a Who's your daddy patch for a laugh. I obviously couldn't say this to my parents because it would sound as though I was calling them ugly bastards! However, I do sometimes wonder where this great appearance actually came from. It really can be a curse being this good looking especially when you get bothered by hot and horny girls wherever you go. But what's a guy to do, huh?
