Humans are designed to make quick decisions based on classifying stuff - that's a tiger - watch out, that's a bunny - yum, that's a potential mate - "how YOU doiinn?". Without this quick classificaiton, you're eaten, starved or fail to reproduce (which is life's highest desire for every sexually propagating species). But this ability to classify quickly has side effects, drawbacks - and it can be seen prominently in the cult of celebrity, where we classify mostly by looks:
Sean Connery, Roger Moore, Hugh Grant  - great looking British actors who know they are great looking! You can tell by their swagger that they know they can get away with nearly everything that they want. And it's true, because in our society, beauty (male or female) is strongly rewarded. It's actually both rewarded and reviled (at least in the US) - particularly for women, who are chided when they attempt to age gracefully or when they attempt to delay inevitable changes with plastic surgery. Men aren't vilified as egregiously for simply aging, but if they dare to date someone significantly younger than they are, or worse yet, marry them, no end of abuse will follow. Of course women aren't expected to date younger men at all, and if they do, they are even more vilified than older men. But while you are young and good looking, everything is golden. It's interesting, being smart is almost as good as being good looking, but the benefits start later. A good looking teen can see doors opening for them nearly as soon as they pass their 'tweens, while being smart seldom shows any benefits before college, and oftentimes not for several years after that (unless one has a truly astounding intellect). Bill Gates, Stephen Hawking, Albert Einstein, Warren Buffet: these guys (and sorry they're all guys, such is my memory at the moment) are all revered for what they accomplished through mental ability, either solely within their own minds or by using their minds to understand the vagaries of business or markets and thereby triumph over nearly all others. And interestingly, even though their intellects fade (just as looks do), they are not vilified for not being as smart as they used to be.
I, however, am in none of those camps. Not incredibly good looking, not incredibly intelligent or talented, almost just a regular guy. But a regular guy with a really odd talent to have the universe give me exactly what I need when I need it (although not always what I want). When I desired to get married and have a baby, I met my future wife, and we got married and had a baby. When I wanted to live on the east coast, I was laid off in California and offered a job in Pennsylvania. When I desired a massive change in what I was doing, I was laid off again, had no luck finding further work in that field, and discovered an opportunity to attend massage school back in California, helping my Mother after the death of my Father. I am not really sure what is next, but I'm pretty sure that something is, although quite honestly I don't know if I'll actually wake up on any given morning, I can feel my poor body reeling under it's current workload - I really need to do more to maintain and repair it. But this good fortune seems to come from my ability to genuinely enjoy people's company, almost any people, and that means that many people want to do things with me and like me, so I have tons of opportunities to do stuff. That is my "smarts" or "good looks", my desire to sit down and get to know every single person that I meet.