I was never good at sports, and they didn't interest me. That alone made me a pariah at school. I only see cars as a medium of transport, not as my girlfriend.
In my teens I took an interest in portrait photography, fashion, and modelling. So naturally, all my friends were girls. And also naturally everyone thought I was obviously gay. I was also kind of spineless, so I was friendzoned by all, reinforcing that belief.
That didn't change until college, when I moved into my first apartment and set up an improvised studio in the living room. I realised that my personality made girls feel comfortable around me, and after one took the initiative and shagged me senseless, I embraced my interests, and made it my MO. Started grooming more, going to spas, dressing better. And if someone thought I was gay, heck, maybe I offered her girlfriend a 'photoshoot'.
After that I got into Med school, finished it, and with the influx of more disposable income, I embraced being a dandy.
People are still suspect that a 27yo well groomed, fashionable Doctor is so adamantly single, and some even asked me about my homosexuality. I find that a small price to pay for being an average looking guy that shags models on a regular basis.
TL;DR: I do the fruitiests things possible, and get laid. Screw the rest. Deal with it *shades*.