While getting highlights on my hair in Kizuna salon, I came across this article in a magazine. The key takeaway points from it would be:
“There really are two sets of dating rules in this world,” Amanda said, stabbing viciously at her salad. “If you’re a straight and single man, you’re set. Doesn’t matter if you’re ugly and fat. With a woman, you’ve also got to be pretty and thin!”
“And stupid,” Saffy added. “If you’re pretty, thin and can’t string an intelligent sentence together, you’ll always have a date for Friday night! It’s why I’m still single. Men are intimidated by my intelligence! What? Stop giving me those dirty looks! It’s true!”
I have to agree with them. Reading this reminded me of one overnight back in College, where Flisha and I were complaining about how come we didn’t have boyfriends. Were we doing something wrong? Next thing I know, we had come up with a list which we called “How to Snag a Boyfriend.” She was supposed to publish it in our school’s magazine which we were members of, but she never got around to doing it. I don’t remember all of the rules we came up with, but here are a few that I managed to recall:
1. Act Dumb. Guys get intimidated by girls who are more intelligent than them. So when around a prospect, make like a dumb blonde so as not to scare the poor thing away.
2. Act Helpless. Be a damsel in distress instead of Miss Independent. Guys just love to feel macho and to swoop to rescues. Must be the Superman effect.
3. Wear Pink. Be all girly. Wear your hair long. So what if it’s harder to maintain and costs a lot more too? Wear skirts and high heeled pointy shoes, even if it kills you to walk in them. Drop by the washroom to powder your nose and reapply your lip gloss every in between classes instead of studying for pop quizzes. If you do the last, you might just nail #1 too.
4. Don’t Eat. When somebody hands you a burger, put it into your bra, and not into your mouth. Guys like girls skinny except for the chest part.
Flisha and I did get boyfriends after that, but without following those rules… well except perhaps for the “don’t eat” part. We were at our thinnest then. We certainly didn’t follow rule number one. I was my ex’s study partner while Fli met her boyfriend (yes they are still very much together after all these years) met her in the debate club. So I suppose our list isn’t foolproof. Still, maybe it can’t hurt to wear pink tomorrow.