if it gets to the point where it will matter to me what's present, I'm already committed to working with whatever I find, and I'm OK with that.

Yeah. In my perfect world, the particular shape of somebody's parts would not be an issue until long after you shared enough closeness with them to make fussing over their shapes seem absurdly petty. Honestly, who has sex with *parts*, anyway? Are there really people who want sex with parts, not people? (I wish I didn't know the answer to that.)

I like pretty.

That's a splendid summary.