Yesterday, I wrote about how my tastes have changed over the years and how who a man is has become far more important to me than what he looks like. Still, if I had to describe the physical “type” that has consistently caught my eye, it would be a handsome, blue-eyed blond with a naturally athletic body. This may be one of the hardest Moments of Zen I’ve ever created because my taste in men is actually quite varied. The men pictured in this post are arranged roughly by age, from youngest to oldest, not in order of preference.
Creating My “Type”
I began by giving ChatGPT a collection of photographs of men I find particularly attractive. Some represented my ideal face, while others showed the body type I prefer. Rather than reproducing any one man, ChatGPT identified the qualities that appeared repeatedly and combined them into a fictional version of my “ideal man”: blue eyes, sandy-blond hair, a strong jaw, broad shoulders, a muscular but natural build, and a warm, quietly confident expression.
The Face
The first image concentrated primarily on his face. I used photographs of men with the facial characteristics I have always found most attractive: striking blue eyes, short blond or light-brown hair, strong features, light stubble, and a masculine appearance that still feels friendly and approachable. He was dressed in a pale-blue shirt to create a polished portrait without distracting from his face.
The Body
For the second image, I added photographs representing my ideal body type. I wanted someone muscular and well-defined, with broad shoulders, a strong chest, a narrow waist, powerful legs, and some natural body hair—but not someone so heavily muscled that he looked like a competitive bodybuilder. Placing him shirtless beside a lake allowed the image to show his complete physique in a natural outdoor setting.
In Briefs
The final image brought the face and body together while revealing a little more. I asked for the same fictional man wearing only a pair of navy briefs. Because some of my reference photographs contained nudity, the image generator initially refused several attempts. Recasting the scene as a tasteful swimwear portrait on a lakeside dock finally worked—and gave me one last view of the man who is, at least physically, very much “my type.”
Joe
August 15th, 2026 at 7:32 pm
Number 4 with the cap most definitely and 5&6. 😅 whew 4 made me hard!
August 16th, 2026 at 12:17 am
Naturally, I enjoyed the nude photos, especially full frontal. I wish they allowed to show your perfered guy’s full frontal.
August 16th, 2026 at 6:18 am
Joe, despite the plethora of handsome young men, I was more thinking why you had not mentioned that the 15th August is the feast day of the Assumption of the BVM into Heaven and is a holy day of obligation.
I know Calvanists do not accept the vital importance of Mary. I was deeply shocked to visit the Groote Kerk in Amsterdam (the one abutting the red light district) and seeing nothing but white walls, no images and no stained glass. A grim place.
August 16th, 2026 at 1:13 pm
I’m not a Calvinist, and I did not grow up knowing all the saints or holy days of obligation. The Church of Christ believe that if it’s not in the New Testament, then we don’t do it. Most Churches of Christ do not celebrate Christmas. I did not grow up in the strict of a congregation. Everyone still celebrated Christmas like everyone else, but inside the church, the only thing that distinguished it from any other time of the year were the flowers on the table at the front of the church, where the congregational Bible was held, were switched out for poinsettias.
August 16th, 2026 at 1:16 pm
You’d probably think the same of my church. We had knotty pine walls, plain wooden benches, a small unadorned table for communion, and a simple pulpit. It was very simple, and because it was a rural church that was built in the 1940s, everything was hand made, which added to the simplicity.
August 16th, 2026 at 5:25 pm
Joe, as far as I know the church as you describe hardly exists in England. Perhaps a few in Wales and quite likely in Scotland with its strong Calvinist approach thanks to John Knox.
The Church of England broadly follows the Roman Catholic traditions, though it is quite divided between the evangelical wing, the bulk of the middle of the road types, and the Anglo-Catholics who are hardly a step away from Rome. The evangelicals often omit the Stations of the Cross from their walls.
Most of the churches here tend to be of the traditional stone or brick construction with a bell tower or spire and very high roofs. The Victorians were very fond of recreating the grand gothic edifices of olden times. Their superb stained glass has hardly been equalled.
For me a “proper” church needs to be of the Gothic tradition or the grand Baroque, as in St Paul’s cathedral. The modern concrete ones are not conducive to the Mass. Once you have been in Notre Dame or Sainte-Chapelle or Westminster Abbey or Kings Cambridge, you probably would not wish to revisit a small wooden church.