His beauty is what has of late become conventionally accepted as the norm for beauty: the hipster. Complete with beard. A man confident in his sexuality, careless with it in the way he forgot some of the buttons on his shirt. His tight shirt pulling against his muscles, a lean physique from sporting activities not the bulging muscles of weights training. Such a long torso, undoubtedly with tasteful, perhaps celtic tattoos. A build that says he has sporting prowess, this man is coordinated, his touch will be sensitive. And relaxed, sitting on the stool leaning against the bar surveying the patrons perhaps like a panther ready to spring, or a lion knowing he is king.
I think he could lose the hat.