Oh lordy, my ideal man:
A renaissance man! Jack of all trades kind of guy, who can whisk me away into some aural soundscape fantasyland he builds with his guitar one second, then throw me out of a wwii prop plane the next. One who’s knowledgeable about nearly everything from the actual physics of the flux capacitor in your standard issue, time traveling delorean, to, hell, I dunno.. women’s lib movements of the 1960s.
In a nutshell: a fascinating conversationalist. Very fun!
Attractive is a guy I can keep pace with, or even outsmart. I chew on those guys like cud.
Dead Sexy is a guy who’s got me beat on a bunch of levels and constantly challenges me, pushes me forward.
Physically? I haven’t nailed this down yet. Don’t call me a cheese, but Tom Selleck?? What happened to REAL MEN who look and act like Tom Selleck!!!
And oh, swoon… Richard Branson…
Screw this metrosexual gobbledygook! What a fad. Justin Timberlake DEFINITELY is not bringing sexy back. He’s making an atrocity (and some damned good jingles) out of it! Sure, well tailored, well groomed, sharkskin boot wearing pansy boys are nice and all.. (FOR DINNER!) but where’s the hairy guy with an axe who can carry you over his shoulder and shoot a bear at the same time? And do an argentinean tango. AND slice intricate patterns in the carpet with his samurai sword? ANNDD help little old ladies across the street, or open the car door for you?
I’m old fashioned. 
I don’t think physical looks matter so much, just as long as you’re a LIONHEART!