One of my first girlfriends was bi. She was a demon in the sack. I started seeing her mostly because she tormented me at a party with a little girl-girl show. We started dating, me all the while thinking I'd get a threesome, and then she told me she loved me and she'd never share me with anyone else. So I broke up with her.
Women who make themselves look perfect are just covering up the emptiness inside. I need to find a woman attractive, sure, but I'll actually skim over the ones who have perfect fashion sense and van Gogh's touch with the makeup brush. Cute face, not fat. Those are my requirements. Dark complexion and darker hair being plusses.
Honestly, I find most people boring and pointless. I've met very few people who I felt had a justifiable reason to continue existing. The rest are just organisms, breeding mindlessly and swarming the Earth like bacteria on a forgotten crumb.