Meeting men in the south is hard!
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Meeting men in the south is hard!
| Wed, 04-23-2003 - 2:27pm |
I have come to the conclusion that if I want to meet a man, I need to move out of the south. I have even been told by other people that aren't from the south that men in other areas of the country are not as picky as southern men. It seems that every man down here only wants one of those cute little sorority girls that is tanning bed brown/orange, wears a size 2 and has lots of money. The average girls that have a few extra pounds, that don't tan, and that work to support themselves are left out in the cold. I am getting sick and tired of it. Even though I don't meet the fantasy girl requirements, I am a good person and I am a lot of fun to be around. I would make a really good girlfriend. Does anyone else notice this trend?
but i would never make it my sole reason for moving...
If you're from the south...and go up north and you're not 36/24/36 with a cowboy hat and boots and a dark tan and blue eyes with a drawl and low cut wranglers with cleavage running over the top of your tank top - they're disappointed and you're not living up to expectations!
If you're not giving off the appearance of being "from the south" and you're in the south - realize that the image that has been presented has been well-doctored and some of these girls have been out in the sun or on a tanning table or trying on silicone for size a little too long to realize it and are trying to live up - they'll pay for it later.
But men...aren't different although what is available based on location does differ. They want what their values justify adn entitle them to pursue. EVERYBODY likes an attractive person...but everybody has a different definition and version of attractive. So if a man prioritizes an emotonally bonded relationship based on admiration and respect of you as an individual - little Missy from Apaloosa won't appeal - if she doesn't have a brain and a good heart.
Erin
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I had similar feelings about the men in college. Seven years later, I look back at my college photo albums and wonder why I was ever so insecure. I was a hot little number - I just didn't have the confidence to know it. By the end of my sophomore year I had had it was college guys. I sulked for a bit and then found a job waiting tables at a fun restaurant in the next town over. Everything changed from that point on. I was no longer stuck in the fishbowl of college and the pecking order it presents. I found an outlet and a group of people (guys included) that were more suitable to what I was looking for at the time.
Go out and find your group. You're at a great age. Enjoy it.