In Nicaragua, I had a lover with golden teeth, not that they were solid gold, of course, but it was more of a golden glint. Nearly everyone had some gold in his/her mouth in Latinamerica in those days. I don't see that with the immigrants here in Europe, so undoubtedly they are getting their gold replaced by composites. But I digress as what I was thinking about in this post, is I could sit in ten subway cars in Berlin before finding a single man attractive; whereas in Madrid, it can often reach one third of every car. But still I have had members of both sexes/persuasions tell me they find German men very attractive. It's truly a puzzle to me how attraction works. Where I see pasty skin and washed-out complexions, dull eyes, lifeless colorless hair, weak chins and thin lips, do others see Aryan gods? They don't have to even open their mouths because already, to me, they have the look of bad teeth.
When I see a man from Latinamerica or Africa in Berlin, it feels like I've been thrust into a different energy level. The full lips, the broad noses, and the skin tones strong enough to withstand even eight months of nearly complete lack of sun -- maybe somehow it takes me back to the tropics and I'm reminded that somewhere there is a world of sun and life. As for Spain, despite the undeniable northern influence, well, it's close enough, both geographically and genetically, to Africa, that that reminder is always there. But still, in Spain as well as Germany, it's the immigrants; yes, for me it's all about the immigrants.