I read sometime ago that people’s perception of beauty in others has a lot to do with symmetry. Sadly, I must report that I am sorely lacking by this reckoning.
My hairline has receded asymmetrically. It goes further back on the right side than on the left.
One of my hips is higher than the other.
My smile is crooked and my canine teeth are almost vampire long.
I find it almost impossible to sit still and have a tendency to draw one leg up under me so as create a slanted look.
One eye is almost always more open than the other.
Amazingly, none of this bothers me terribly much, for which I thank God for giving me perspective and my beautiful wife for possessing the feminine virtue of looking beneath the surface in evaluating a mate.