On the day the new Doctor was announced, I asked the nearest person - a ten-year-old girl - "Well, who is it then?"
"A man." said she, then after a pause, "Who is ugly."
After learning that Steven Moffat would be running the show, I didn't much care who played the lead - it could be a turnip. We'd still watch religiously.
But my curiosity was piqued, so I got the name out of her - well, several names - "Mark Smith or Matt Brown or something" - and consulted Google.
It is Matt Smith, a man... who is no, not at all ugly. In any way.
He's got that slightly chiselled/poncey/geek look that, in men, makes me want to introduce them to Mortimer Wheeler (if you don'k know, don't ask, no, really. That's the most delicate euphemism I got).
If we'd known they were considering actors with extensive stage careers but little previous TV stardom, I'm sure a lot of the actors I know would have gone for the job (and their jealous rivals wouldn't have stuck pins in a Doctor Who doll conveniently placed on the agency desk for the purpose, oh no...).
And all the people going OH NOES, how will we believe that a 26-year-old is a 900-year-old Time Lord???!1...
...oh, never mind.