or... you realize that your "friends" who say your hot girlfriend is a gold-digger who you should fuck but never marry are really not your friends (and family) as they are judging her on how she looks (super fucking hot) and not on how she is as a partner.

I kept the super-hot girlfriend and married her. I jettisoned the "friends" and family who couldn't look past those high cheekbones, long-ass legs and other physical attributes to how she was as a human. It was one of the best decisions of my life, if not the best decision.