That is how a discussion started recently. After a lot of bantering, the following comment closed the conversation:
"When make-up, lingerie, lit candles and flower petals everywhere, are replaced with long sleeved flannels, martian-green war-paint (that moisturizes and rejuvenates), and foot creme under white socks, and you can still look up and think 'HOT'! That's how you know it's love."
Pointless debates happen.