Advice from the old lady:
Hmmmm. This chick in the article would never (I mean NEVER) register as fvckable to the men I go out with. She would be utterly invisible to them.
Now. I’m sure there are tons of bald, fat, rich, ugly men who can’t get beautiful women (because they are bald, fat and ugly) who would enjoy having somebody to accompany them places. It’s a niche like anything else. She knows her niche.
I assure you no dashing handsome wealthy playboy is entertaining her. It would damage his cache to be seen with such a woman.
One thing a woman is ALWAYS aware of is how she stacks up against the competition, especially if the man is a desirable man women notice.
For me I will always be thin and in shape and well groomed (hair, nails, teeth), and stylishly dressed. For myself of course, but also because this is what men I date (desirable men) require. I consider myself an 8 across the board. Looks, body, personality, feminine nature, intelligence, accomplishments, emotional stability, sex appeal, etc. There are women who are prettier sometimes, sexier sometimes, younger sometimes, smarter sometimes etc. But finding a woman who out does me across the board on everything AND she wants my guy? Nope. Not worried about that at all. If anything he is the one mate guarding because he knows that all the reasons he wants me? The same reason other desirable men want me (and why I have never lacked for dates or options in real life and why I have never resorted to OLD, I appeal in real life to the men I wish to attract.)
That is a very different landscape than the one this chick in the article navigates. I could be with old men worth 100s of millions of dollars if I wanted to go that route. A few years ago a local real estate tycoon with that sort of net worth met me at a business function. We exchanged cards as we had discussed private finance (and I like to have a Rolodex to contact if a deal comes up)…and he mentioned his deceased wife had been a hostess at the storied Playboy club in Miami in the 60s when they met (I reminded him of her)…this guy called incessantly, showed up at my office unsolicited and unannounced with dozens of roses, and called my office (he did NOT have my cell phone Thank God), and honestly was an embarrassment.
You could tell this man had been dashing in his youth, but he was to me an old guy. A rich old guy, but an old guy. Not sexy. Yuck. But he still thought of himself as his dashing younger self.
I had to firmly explain that his wealth did not matter, I did not wish to date him at all, and I had to remove him from my business Roladex too. Sheesh. And he isn’t the only one who has been that wealthy and pursued that ardently.
What happens is men with means come to understand that if they try hard enough they can get a pretty girl through their money (who otherwise would never consider him). They know this. These are totally transactional interactions. The girls are sell out w h o r e s and the men are Johns in the end.
I find the whole thing distasteful and gross.
This chick is an attention w h o r e pure and simple, not to mention a glorified escort.
Yuck.
