Since I believe Jon and I traded the title of NYC crossword champ back and forth every other year, boy this makes me feel old. I mean, I *am* old but usually I'm in complete denial.
Then again, even at age 27 (or even 35, which I consider my peak), the words "sexy" and "hot" were not normally used to describe me.
Maybe "sort of cute" or "not too bad, for a nerd."
When I turned 30, I complained to my friend S that I probably only had about five more years to be "cute." "Nah," he said, "more like ten." I'll probably go directly from "cute" to "little old lady." C'est la vie.