Well, I've kinda learned to accept my build as it is. I don't think it's impossible, but I don't have a lifestyle that affords me to eat relentlessly and kill a few hours at the gym. There was a bit of time that I actively tried to gain weight. I would drink protein shakes on a daily basis to try to pack on the calories. Between that and following lifting routines, I felt a little dazed and definitely didn't have much guidance to go on. I don't look bad now, but I'm not going stir-crazy. I'm postponing the repush toward fitness when I work less, and that'll happen once I get some financial things back in order. Time well tell.
For running myself rather ragged at times, I think I look decent with my shirt off, even if I'm probably more likely to attract a smaller segment of the population compared to those who prefer their men a little more filled out. It doesn't bother me. I've dated larger women and skinnier ones. It's what went on between the ears as well that got me.
But, you know, I gotta say one thing. I don't know how much about the fashion guy you were talking about, but I've watched enough shows and runways to think that all these model people really look the same, don't they? Who looks like that? Okay, I get it; some do. To be perfectly coiffed and tightly muscled up and shaven and kinda straddling that pretty boy line, it still seems a little too done up to me anyway.
Oh well. I know how to dress myself. I guess I'm off to a good start. And if you want to see how hard I can drive my dick into you... well... let's start with a steak dinner and see where it goes.