That’s a short couplet written by Dorothy Parker, just so you know (give credit where credit is due, young children). That couplet is very short, but it says so much. It is a testament to the superficiality of America. Not only do men rarely pay attention to girls with glasses, they also tend to glide over such women who are overweight and not conventionally beautiful. Show a man a picture of Lindsay Lohan and a picture of Queen Latifah, and that man will pick Lindsay. Both women have pretty faces, but one is skinny and the other is fat. Men don’t like women who are overweight, and they don’t like women who choose to not spend 2 hours getting ready each day.
So what if I need to lose about 20 lbs? So what if it only takes me 30 minutes to get ready, even to go out somewhere nice? And who really gives a shit about my glasses? I am still intelligent, I am still loyal, and I am better for you than any skinny, pretty, empty-headed bombshell will ever be. No, I don’t look like a model; but you’re not going to end up GETTING a model in the end. What you’ll want after all is said and done is a woman you can converse intelligently with, a woman who will understand you and be your partner. Eventually, all men learn that this is what they should have wanted all along. But here we are, the intelligent and overweight women of the world, waiting for these idiots to come to that realization. Why should we have to go without a date on Friday nights because we wear a size 16+?
I am fucking tired of guys and their superficial ways. Even the guys that claim to hate the superficiality of society are just as shallow as the jerks they claim not to be. I venture to say that there are no men who “care about what’s on the inside more than what’s on the outside.” Men are visual creatures who need that type of stimulation. It’s biology, it’s unable to be altered. So where does that leave girls like me who are 20+ lbs. overweight? I suppose we are simply doomed to be seen as undesirable creatures that will only ever be “one of the guys” or “my sister from another mother.” In this life, in this country, in this culture, looks are everything; and if you can’t measure up, you’re out.
