I had lunch with my friend Val yesterday and at one point, I told her that really, nobody ever comes up to talk me in bars and stuff. It's very rare. She says it's probably because I'm intimidating. WTH? I'm a total goofball and so freaking friendly. =D So I take a poll of some of the friends that are online and they concur. I'm thinking, I'm such a dork, how can I be intimidating?
One person suggested that maybe my default face is mean looking. (You know, the expression on your face when you're just zoning out and not really trying to make a facial expression.) Just great. He suggests a 10% smile to look more friendly. Of course, now I picture myself walking around with a full blown smile and looking crazy and I'm sitting in my office laughing by myself. (So I actually am crazy and don't just look it.)
Another says it has something to do with the way I walk, dress, and generally carry myself. I'm like, what? The gut hanging over the jeans is intimidating? I suppose maybe a little bit, but I'm trying to get rid of that. I can't help the way I walk. I could try the crip walk maybe. Wassup homey! Or a waddle, but walking is one of those things you don't think about. When I was younger, one of my older cousins decided I should walk around with a book on my head, so that's why I walk the way I walk. She had modelling aspirations and found me a pliable guinea pig. (It was a boring summer for her apparently.) And hey, I was so pliable, I was playdoh. Heck, I have another cousin who made me write "Ain't isn't a word" 100 times and I actually stopped using the word until recently when I decided to rebel. I apparently have so much respect for my elders that I'll do whatever they tell me, even if they're only a couple of years older. What a sucker. =P
Anyhow, I'm sitting here, dorking out to my new favorite song, Enrique Iglesias' Ping Pong Song, thinking how can I be intimidating. I'm wearing my totally hot and sexy CVS reading glasses (bahaha) over my -6.50 powered contacts. I'm sporting at least two bruises on me because I keep walking into stuff. (The other week, I actually shut the car door on my own leg.) Oh, and let's not forget the very attractive wrist guard , which totally grossed the Jungs out when I accidentally left it on their kitchen counter. =P Indimidating, schmintimdating. What's a girl to do? (real question, not rhetorical)
One person suggested that maybe my default face is mean looking. (You know, the expression on your face when you're just zoning out and not really trying to make a facial expression.) Just great. He suggests a 10% smile to look more friendly. Of course, now I picture myself walking around with a full blown smile and looking crazy and I'm sitting in my office laughing by myself. (So I actually am crazy and don't just look it.)
Another says it has something to do with the way I walk, dress, and generally carry myself. I'm like, what? The gut hanging over the jeans is intimidating? I suppose maybe a little bit, but I'm trying to get rid of that. I can't help the way I walk. I could try the crip walk maybe. Wassup homey! Or a waddle, but walking is one of those things you don't think about. When I was younger, one of my older cousins decided I should walk around with a book on my head, so that's why I walk the way I walk. She had modelling aspirations and found me a pliable guinea pig. (It was a boring summer for her apparently.) And hey, I was so pliable, I was playdoh. Heck, I have another cousin who made me write "Ain't isn't a word" 100 times and I actually stopped using the word until recently when I decided to rebel. I apparently have so much respect for my elders that I'll do whatever they tell me, even if they're only a couple of years older. What a sucker. =P
Anyhow, I'm sitting here, dorking out to my new favorite song, Enrique Iglesias' Ping Pong Song, thinking how can I be intimidating. I'm wearing my totally hot and sexy CVS reading glasses (bahaha) over my -6.50 powered contacts. I'm sporting at least two bruises on me because I keep walking into stuff. (The other week, I actually shut the car door on my own leg.) Oh, and let's not forget the very attractive wrist guard , which totally grossed the Jungs out when I accidentally left it on their kitchen counter. =P Indimidating, schmintimdating. What's a girl to do? (real question, not rhetorical)
2 comments:
As I've said before-tell everyone the TRUTH..that you're a leg & shoe model. That's less intimidating then telling guys you are an attorney.
Options:
1. You could dye your hair blonde, plaster a fake smile on your face, and then tell people you are a model.
2. Always have a smile on your face, even when you are zoning. Practice! Nobody wants to party with a pouty pooper.
3. Try making the first move. Guys like girls with balls. Just don't say anything dorky though. Some men are wimps and don't make the first move. Yet, you really don't want men who are wimps.
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