Cheersbarnaby

Hello Barnaby,

Do all guys just want a Victoria’s Secret Supermodel or is there hope for the plain Jane with a nice face?

Alice

Hey Alice,

THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE. HOPE FOR EVERYONE. And frankly, I don’t even think the Victoria’s Secret supermodels are that hot so you have nothing to worry about.

But seriously, I know what you’re saying. And you know what? Us men have exactly the same worries and insecurities, although not many of us would admit it. Oops. My secret is out.

The best way for me to describe how important looks are is to tell you how it works for me. So, I admit it, I want to be with a beautiful woman. I want to be with someone that is far too beautiful for me in other people’s eyes. I want other guys to be jealous of the girl on my arm. That is a fact, and we all want that. Now, I have met beautiful women. I have met the type of beautiful women that I am talking about where all of my friends would go “wow, you lucky fucker”. And on average, everytime I have met a woman of that level of physical beauty I have been interested in them for all of about… 11 SECONDS.

That’s right, 11 seconds. And the reason I have lost interest in those model-types that quickly is because they know they are beautiful, and therefore have never had to put any work into their social skills such as a) a knowledge of anything that could make a half-decent conversation b) a self-deprecating sense of humour or c) an actual passion for anything other than themselves.

So what do I do if I have no interest in the model-types? Well, funnily enough, in my opinion there are even more beautiful people out there than them. And you know what? Those people who you call “the plain Jane with a nice face” probably fall under this category. That is because the true potential girlfriend material out there are the girls who have fire in their bellies (not literally), the girls who have loved and lost, the girls who have learned from their mistakes, the girls who love having any kind of fun, the girls who won’t take any shit from you and most importantly – the girls who have lived to tell the tale and can tell their tales in a way that makes me burst out laughing whilst filling my stomach with warmth and a slight worry that if it ever happened, it might not last forever.

They are the girls that most guys want. The guys who will only settle for Victoria’s Secret supermodels are not the kind of guys that would interest you in the slightest anyway.

Cheers,

barnaby

My suggested soundtrack:

Girls On Film – Duran Duran
Wearing My Rolex – Wiley
The Model – Kraftwerk