Being handsome wasn't much of a burden. It worked for me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I know I wasn't as handsome as some other guys, but I was OK with that.
I don't see myself as extremely handsome. I just figure I can charm you into liking me.
Not being beautiful was the true blessing. Not being beautiful forced me to develop my inner resources. The pretty girl has a handicap to overcome.
I'm not handsome in the classical sense. The eyes droop, the mouth is crooked, the teeth aren't straight, the voice sounds like a Mafioso pallbearer, but somehow it all works.
I never thought of myself as being handsome or good-looking or whatever. I always felt like an outsider.
I tried to make myself as pretty as possible and even then I thought I was ugly. I found it madly difficult to go out, to show myself.
I am so tired of ruggedly handsome heroes. I don't know too many ruggedly handsome people who are necessarily nice people. In fact, the beautiful people have a big handicap because they rely too much on their appearance and don't bother to become interesting.
I was always handsome under all the fat.
I never thought of myself as handsome.
I never thought of myself as being handsome or good-looking or whatever.