Peter decided when he was 4 years old that my type wasn't a priest. Having respect for the wisdom of a 4 year old mind, I said, "What exactly is my type?" And I was told, "You're type is a rock star with purple spiked hair." So I explained, "Rock stars live in buses and hotels and take drugs and drink a lot and have lots of people wanting a piece of them and as exciting as all that might be, I didn't think it was good daddy material."
Here's a link that tries to explain scientifically why rock stars draw girls like magnets.