Wrestlers are a lovely looking bunch.
This isn't a "nowadays" slight on the modern crop through a nostalgic longing for a grizzlier time - merely a comment on an important element of the industry Vince McMahon completely reshaped when he took over it in the mid-1980s.
Aesthetics were everything to McMahon - massive muscles were worth him eventually going to court for, height and good hair were nailed on to secure a contract ahead of headlocks and counter-holds, whilst slick gear stood talent in far better stead than the scabby trunks and boots that once denoted who was the toughest or most talented.
2019's crop grew up watching these changes enacted, spotting trends and colours and styles and choices through endless rewatches of the most visually pleasing crop of wrestl...Sports Entertainers ever. What they lack in star power as Superstars themselves (thanks mostly to WWE's modern micromanagement), they've thankfully made up for in sartorial swagger.
The wrestlers are often robbed of creative agency by the group, their prime years pillaged by an empire caring only for content output rather than the output of their content. How they look is, for the most part at least, still up to them. In that regard, it's worth celebrating the most...