I think it's rather silly to be put off just over acne. I never let that stop me, and no I'm no saint. I did prefer the girl to be pretty and not obese, but acne was not a show stopper for me. I guess I can relate because I grew up with a scare on my throat, I had tracheotomy as a child. I use to wear t-shirts backwards in the summer and turtle necks in the winter. Finally I stopped caring. I noticed some people were focused on my scare, I just stopped caring because I could also spot imperfections on almost any one. You just get tired of it being a big deal. Glad you see how silly it really is.