He was Semitic-looking. Dark skin, luminous brown eyes and hair. He was beautiful, and yet no one could ever remember precisely how he looked after they saw Him, even though they always immediately recognized Him afterwards. The most striking thing about Him was the feeling of dissolving into pure love you got when He looked at you, even in the shortest glance, and how that feeling would stay strong with you for days afterwards.
Think of the movie, “The Passion of the Christ”, the scenes of Our Lord before His passion.