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Born November 21st, 1997 
Milan, Italy
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ALASDHAIR @a.mancini
Beauty isn’t in the eyes of the beholder. Either you’re beautiful or you’re not. Not everyone is destined for a life in the limelight, some are meant to be hidden in the shadows where they are visible to no man. But if you weren’t born with it, you could buy your way to fit the social beauty standard. A couple hundred thousand dollars to get the recognition you crave; Paying a fortune for a couple of compliments. These were the principles Alasdhair Mancini was raised to believe. Fake it till you make it. So what if it’s plastic? No one will adore you if you’re unattractive. Being the son of a plastic surgeon with a taste for younger models, both male and female, and a high-end fashion designer with a new photographer husband, he was almost bound to end up with a twisted view of the world. Growing up he was taught that appearance was the only thing of true importance. The way you dressed, the way you carried yourself, the way you appeared to the world. If you didn’t look your best, no one would take you seriously; You wouldn't succeed. True happiness could only be achieved by those who were enchanting. But will a pretty face really make it better when there is no spark left in your eyes? Will the ideal body ensure mental health or is it all just a scam?
Alasdhair Mancini; Certified pretty boy, Italian lothario. More than half a million followers on Instagram. A face in high demand; Modelling for brands all over the world. Thriving in the attention, all eyes on him. The recognition of others being a necessity to maintain his ego. Only ever praised for his looks; Every compliment given to him exceeded the previous in superficiality. Never admired for personality, ambition or skills; Perhaps because his upbringing had caused him to never attain those. Shallow; To him, beauty is everything, whether it is himself, the people surrounding him, or simply just the aesthetic of living. High-end living, splurging on materialism; Luxurious life. A charming playboy; Like father, like son. Sleeping around because he likes someone's full attention on him. Men or women; young or twice his age; feminine or masculine; Dominant or submissive. It doesn’t matter to him. As long as they adore him, praise him, look at him like he is their favorite masterpiece; He will make them feel alive for the night. Because he himself is nothing but an empty shell trying to fill the void where his identity was supposed to reside. Validated by nights of temporary love; One-dimensional like everything else in his life. A gentle lover or a lascivious beast; He will give you want you crave if you return the favor and reward him with your attention. But be aware; Take your eyes off him for just a moment and he will move on to the next suitor.
