The kind of men I want don't want me. And it's not just me: the men we "all" want don't want us; they want each other. In other words, hot guys go for hot guys, not the average schlubs like me that lust after them. (And, yes, it isn't absolutely true, since attraction is a highly idiosyncratic and downright unpredictable thing that sees "unlikely" and "unequal" pairings emerge every day of the week, but it sure feels like some sort of law of nature sometimes.)
Just another one of those depressing, self-confidence bruising observations I seem to be so good at. Damn, I need to get on Prozac or something before I drive y'all to drink! *LOL*
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Is the kind of man you want realistic? Do you think your idea was somehow influenced by popular media? If we're lusting for someone it's easy to conclude that they only sleep with other hot guys because they are probably on par with male models. Smart boys come in all flavors, though, and I prefer to "settle" for a body rather than settle for a thick skull... the smart ones often surprise you when you're under the covers.
Oh, I've definitely been influenced by popular media (gay porn in particular) in my idea of what a hot man looks like. And, truthfully, I do know that those kind of men are the exception, not the rule; I find a lot of non-perfect, more attainable types attractive, too. And personality, including brains, is a big part of attraction. I, too, need a little more than a pretty face. I want to actually be able to talk to someone.
If you're not good at self-confidence bruising, you're most likely in possession of way too much false self-confidence. And, you've just pointed to three highly attractive people that would make most top lists. We all make these lists and self-deprecating statements, justly and unjustly at various times. This isn't meant as sage advice obviously, I don't have any of that. Just an observation that us average schlubs all do it, and that we're not average in at least we can recognize what we want, which might, perhaps, one day turn into something less than apathy that lets us do something about it. As long as we don't dwell on these feelings of inadequacy unjustly for extremely long periods of time, we're probably ok.
The problems with blogs, huh? You write these nice posts, and then you have to read post by other schlubs who think they know the art of schlubbiness and pontificate on it.
Also, listen to mister drew. He's got a good head on his shoulders and he's awful yummmmy!
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