I have spent so much time assuming things about other people based on their looks. He must be an intelligent metal head since he's wearing all black and has a long, reserved pony tail. She must really want to fit in at the commune to wear that many layers of broomstick skirts..
The list will tread on and on until you stop it. Do yourself a favor and reserve the haterade for family functions and the stitch n' bitch. I lost an enormous amount of confidence in what I did, my choices, direction and needs when I focused so much on imaginary lives of strangers I thought I knew because of how they looked.
Please don't waste your creativity on something that will destroy you. And know that every time I say you I mean you and me.