Butterfaces are tragic and perplexing: people with amazing bodies that you lust after severely, but with faces that you find very, very difficult to be attracted to. Myself, I have what I consider a "maybeface", where you look at the face, compare it to the physique, and think, "ehhh...maaaayyybee?" The most interesting aspect of the phenomenon of the butterface is how much anger it makes you feel. It's like, "How dare you have that amazing body in conjunction with that ugly face!" The human mind can deal with somebody being attractive or unattractive or average, but we cannot process a bangin' bod with a hideous face. It's not our fault, really. It doesn't mean that we're bad people. It has to do with our very innate, human tendency to want things to fit into nice, labeled boxes: this person goes in the "hot" box, this person in the "not" box. But what sort of box does a butterface go into? We don't know, and this really pisses us off. So, apologies to all the butterfaces out there: it's not you, it's me. Rather, it's us. I struggle every day not to judge people by their attractiveness, and you confound (previous post call-back!) my prejudice immensely. The good part is: I usually respond to this sort of confusion by being nicer to you than I ordinarily would.