The question was this:
"What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?"
People ALWAYS FUCKING WROTE THE SAME THING!
"Their personality"
What the fuck? Are we all fucking psychics? I'm sorry. How the FUCK do you know someone's personality and all around psyche from seeing them tie their shoe on the sidewalk? When you see someone for the first time you OBVIOUSLY SEE them before anything. Unless it's a priest and you're in confession and you're sitting behind one of those screen wall things. Or blind.
Of course I always responded with "Their height"
Wise beyond my years...
I'm friends with a lot of local names, if you will. I have a lot of friends who work locally with radio, tv, newspapers, theatre... all that shit. So my facebook feed, of course, is full of posts from each DJ, and KJ, and producer, and sports guy, and this guy, and that chick, and the guy in marketing, and the other guy in marketing, and the producer, and the old producer, and the chick who used to be the producer but now lives in Ohio and works at Payless.
Anyways. We're a sexual town here in Syracuse New York. So the more adult focused radio stations often post pictures of hot girls.
*Tangent*
What the fuck, ladies? If you're going to take a sexy pic of yourself please clean your fucking (bath/bed)room. It's fucking gross. Seriously. At least let your mother be proud of something when she finds your picture on the internet. And what's with all the goddamn Hello Kitty? You're 32 years old. Get over it. You can have one. ONE.
*End Tangent*
So every day I see pictures of attractive, scantly clad women seductively licking their fingers and sticking their asses out and people critique these women. Granted, if you put yourself out there you have to be open to positive and negative. You just gotta be prepared for this shit. Hatas gon hate. But people are so fucking ridiculous. If someone isn't your type? Or you aren't attracted to them? Who gives a fuck! But that doesn't make them ugly. NONE of these women are ugly. Some might have a weird face or something, but certainly nothing out of the ordinary.
Men jump all over this. Suddenly they're like the fucking gate keepers. Like they've never been sitting at a bar at 2:05 am scanning the room, wondering where they can stick it, and then end up getting turned down by average looking girls with morals. Fuck that, asshole.
Get over yourself.
Recently I saw something different. A larger girl, or a BBW is you will, was posted. Girl had it together. Beautiful girl, hair was good, nice skin, gorgeous face, make up done well... but had a tummy. (Actual photo)
Now this I was of course, thrilled to see, for a few reasons.
One? I've never been a small girl. I refer to myself as a teapot (short and stout). I've got a muffin top, a decent ass, gazongas that make my back hurt, and my thighs will eventually rip holes in all of my jeans. However I also have a waist, curves, and can kill a man with my calf muscles. I'm the different kind of pretty. I'm a specific kind of pretty. I'm not saying this shit for compliments. I don't have low self esteem (anymore) and I don't think I need to look like Megan fucking Fox. I like who I am. There are plenty of people who think I'm attractive. Seriously. I'm good. Like... 87% of the time. My hair is fucking tits.
Two? I got to see all the comments. Men who are fond of the bigger girls... LIVE this lifestyle. They will defend this beauty to the death. For that, I thank you. But seriously.. Where were you in high school?
Three? I got to see all the women unite. Which may as well be a miracle. Every woman who commented said something about this girl being beautiful.
Some people of course did jump on and make whale jokes, and fat jokes and "Ewwww"s and "No fucking way!"
To which.. at that point they sounded mad ignint, yo.
Getting down to the basics. There are certain things that we, as human beings, are attracted to and not attracted to. That doesn't make us shallow. There has to be some sort of mutual attraction there for anything to work. It's natural.
People get into this "Out of my league" thing. Despite how I feel about myself, I am guilty of this. A few years ago, I was talking to my boyfriend at the time. About the new Batman movie (The Dark Knight). My boyfriend did not find Maggie Gyllenhaal attractive in the SLIGHTEST. This led to a conversation that went something like this:
Boy: "I don't understand why he wants to be with her so bad."
Woman: "He's been in love with her for years.. it's... just always been. He loves her. She's the leading lady"
Boy: "Yeah but now he's rich, and famous and has models hanging all over him. Why would he still be hellbent over this average looking woman?"
Woman: "So.. He's out of her league?"
Boy: "Yeah!.......... I mean, not before, but now that he's rich......!"
Woman: "So... you love me now, but if you got rich and famous, you'd dump me for a hot girl?"
Boy: ".................Uh....................."
Woman: "So when I get rich and famous, you won't have any hard feelings when I end up with Smith Jared?"
Boy: "What? Why would you say that?!"
I kinda get what he meant by that but... At the same time it threw me for a loop. He was always very sentimental and romantic when it came to love and the realness of it. It hurt to see how even a man with the strongest feelings of what love stands for could lose it like that.
My point is this.
Beauty fades. We shrink. We wrinkle. We crack. We break. Our hair turns grey and falls out. We get weak. We grow old.
How. Important. Is. All. Of. This?
Be who you want to be. Be who you want to be with. Break rules. Turn heads. Run with it. Run like hell. Embrace it. Don't try to explain it. Fucking live it.
We ain't got the time.
