Just saying. I think this article in Time is so true, it HURTS. On one hand, it’s nice to know that love (in some instances) really is blind. In others, of course, it’s also deaf and dumb. Is it the dark bar theory? For those of you who don’t know, that’s when a good looking, nice guy meets a fug girl in a bar, but it’s too dark to tell until they’re out on a date and by that point, he feels bad breaking it off. Can someone PUH-LEASE explain interfacial relationships to me? Because I plum don’t understand.