Paris was 17 he liked to wander outside the walls of Troy playing his lyre; until one day three MILFs cornered him in the glade & said: "which of us has the most desirable proportions?"
This question was put to him by no other then Hera, Queen of the Gods -
                                                 Paris was dumbfounded & needed advice.
Backstory:
an evil green-skinned ***** named Nemesis, who looked like she dressed
in the dark, kinda scrawny, not hot, & smelling like the fields [not in a good way] - so jealous was this underworld crone of any one's beauty that she either stole a bit of Gold, or exchanged her dry, stinky holes for it;
at any rate Nemesis fashioned a golden apple from this bit of glittery flotsam - - - And seeing the goddesses frolicking [seriously, they frolicked] naked as a flock of jaybirds & she casually strolled over and tosses the golden apple among them: the curse Nemesis has put on the golden fruit lies in that anyone who sees the so-called "Apple of Discord" immediately starts to fight over it.
Aphrodite, Athena & Hera are of course smarter than that
& thus proceed to find this kid stroking his instrument alone in the woods & ,,,

Back to the story:
Paris, as one would suspect is no great judge of character & seeks out one the one old horndog he knew could help him decide. Tiresias (/taɪˈriːsiəs/; Greek: Τειρεσίας, Teiresias) was the blind prophet of Apollo
in Thebes, famous for clairvoyance and for being transformed
into a woman for seven years. He was the son of the shepherd Everes
and the nymph Chariclo. Besides all that, they were old pals. ||
Tie, as his bud referred to the ancient prophet, asked the young Prince of Troy to reiterate the choices, given three instead of the usual simple two.
Paris thought, "Hmm, he said, "Hera offers me Power & wealth, but I'm a Prince. I already have power & wealth. Plus she's old." he concluded.
"Nobody's getting younger, ***. Who else? "
"Aphrodite offers love, but what is love? "
"*****, my boy. Snooch until the sun com up.
  That costs good money in these parts."
"But I'm the Prince, I can **** anything that move.
                                   I can even ******* if I want."
"Don't remind me. The third?"
"Oh, homely old Athena. She's offering me infinite wisdom & knowledge.
Who needs that?"
"I think I see where this is going.
  Eh, good look with all that, Paris. I'll, eh, see ya around.
   Sucker."
"What was that?"
  "Nothing."