Tuesday, 27 May 2008
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For the Shy Girl
I wrote a letter to myself Sunday after reading Cosmopolitan Magazine. The articles greatly focus on sex and sexiness, but the prevailing advice giving is "be confident in everything you are." Well, that's easy enough for some people; however, others like myself are often unable to be up-front and personal with the world. People like us prefer to be tucked a little out of the way. This is the letter, one for the shy girl.
I wish I could be that strong woman with overwhelming confidence. You know, the woman in a power suit in black with a hot pink cami underneath to show off her femininity while sporting a pair of smoking four-inch high heels in an office building without a working elevator. She has full hair which compliments her hour glass figure. Although she's made it in career, she never stops short of her abitions. If she wants a promotion, she'll be ruthless with a smile, and you'll smile, too, with a cloud of dust in your face. You're aware of all the men on her string, all of which she's content to leave hanging as long as they don't find another to adore. And the best part? She hasn't even reached thirty yet!
Yeah, I wish I could be that woman. However, I'm not that woman. I wouldn't invest in a suit although I do own a sweet pair of plaid heels. I love to wear hot pink, but I wouldn't have the guts or the know-how to wear it in an office. There wouldbe even less of a chance of me working in an office of some coroporate giant to begin with. As for my hair, it's certainly full enough with its numerous curls and twirls, yet it lacks any shape-shifting abilities. I have two hairstyle options: bun or bush. Neither choice screams complimentary or attractive for me. At work, some of the customers call me "Birdie" because I flit about with my jacked nerves and scatterbrained thoughts. Sure, my co-workers find I'm cute to have around, but being cute doesn't get you promoted unless you sleep around with the higher ups.
Guys, not there's a fun topic! As for most of them in their late teens and early twenties, they won't take much notice of someone mousy like me. I can't be the girl at the bar who'll buy you a drink (chances are I'll be yelling, "I'm drunk!" after a couple Wine Coolers). Shy girls rarely get anywhere because we can't strike up a conversation with a guy that interests us, and guys don't want to make the effort towards a girl who's not girfted with a nice pair of boobs, a firm ass, or long slender legs to strunt around with. Magazines seem to love trying to convince shy women to stand up for themselves. However, if we're shy, we're not going to be able to just snap our fingers, turn a one-eighty and become confident bombshells. It's like trying to ask a strong-willed woman to let a man over power her. Trust me, I have one such friend, and it'd be a cold day in hell before she'll take a man's, or woman's, opinion or advice.
When I'm out and about, I'll always have a book or a writing/drawing pad under my arm, or I might whip out my DS for some extreme Harvest Moon. I don't understand why people assume that because a woman's reading she's not interesting or interested. Sometimes people read because their BORED, and maybe someone to talk to would be a big favor I'd appreciate. I'm pretty approachable, but please don't assume that I should make the first move every time. If we all made the first step, then the idea of the chase would be lost. You say you like the mysterious woman, so I suggest you act on it. Mysterious people generally aren't trying to be forward; that's the mystery of it all.
~ Peace and Love
Disclaimer: Yes, I realize all men are not the same in personality, interests, or behavior. This is directed more towards the men represented in magazines than the real deal. Any and all assumptions presented in this letter are entirely made out of frustration.
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