The bore of perfection

Maybe the rest of the world is too simple minded to understand this (excluding you and myself of course) but perfection is boring. Yes beauty is great but beauty and perfection are very different things. I believe beauty has so much more depth than sear perfection. To be perfect is to be generic and bland. Flaws are what make us who we are human in every sense of the word. Our flaws are what make us beautiful. I for one find beauty in the imperfect. Imperfection is key to laughter, sexy, and hart. In a world of male models and pretty boys, I'd rather have the dorky class clown type, or the dirty looking rocker boy who can make me cry write me a song and just get my emotions going than the perfect looking male model who brings me flowers and fawns for me ever so predictably.
I want the guy who snots when he laughs and makes doofy faces not the perfect wax figure that is on display for viewing purposes only. Imperfection is who I am I have Nappy hair, big feet, and thunder thighs that you wouldn't believe but I love myself for these things who's to say that some body else wont.
The way the media projects these vessels of generic perfection now a days truly makes me sick. Will the plain girl that has a lot to say ever get a chance?
Are we destined for perfect meritocracy? How can we appreciate life if everything shown to us is like a perfect ray of sunshine? I miss the days when the best musicians were blind, and the video girls were short and thick (back when thick was thick and chicks like beyonce were thin), I miss guys wearing jeans that were a lil to tight and shot to do laundry (the ones who could rhyme but still wore the Eurkel glasses), I miss slightly flamboyant male singers with high voices, and Emcees who were just that Emcees not balers or pimps or drug dealers. I miss days when musicians were the underdogs of their time not cheerleaders, beauty queens, or star athletes.
I miss imperfection cause perfection is just plain boring