Friday, January 25, 2013

Some Preferences About Women



I prefer that I can't tell that women are wearing makeup.  If you feel like you need some sort of concealer, or whatever you want to call it, to cover up some complexion issues, go for it.  But if you feel the need to make it so that you look like you have raccoon eyes, or got beat up at a local dive bar over the weekend, please don't do it on my account.  I can see your eyes just fine, I'm not blind.  I don't wear contacts or glasses and have never been a referee for any sports game.  You don't need to draw dark circles around your eyes to get me to notice them.  There is also no need to make your lips sparkle with gloss or cherry red lipstick or whatever.  All any of this stuff does is just give the impression that you are a high maintenance.  Low maintenance is good for me.  It would be great. [Feel free to insert the scene from When Harry Met Sally here]

A woman who isn't shocked by the idea of going camping for a weekend would be great.

A woman who doesn’t fake bake would be great.

A woman who has the ability to attend some sort of social function and not constantly be checking in or texting or whatever with people who aren't at that function would be great.

A woman who understands that there are some items where my inner nerd and dorkiness will come out would be great.

A woman who has no inhibitions with showing off her intelligence would be great.

A woman who knows there are some days where I may not want to talk about anything serious, and just want to be silly and nonsensical, would be great.

A woman who also allows the flip side, times when circumstances may not allow me to try and make you laugh, would be great.

A woman who understands that my preferred sport is triathlon and various subsets of the three components, many of which consume a lot of hours, would be great.  Even better would be if she participates in any of the components.

A woman who understands that I can't cook worth a darn but am willing to try, would be great.

A woman who knows that it will be near impossible to get me to eat brussel sprouts or beets, would be great.  If I do eat it, it should be obvious that I am just trying to impress her, and I should be called out about it.

A woman who knows that I eat a ton of fruit, but do not eat cherries, would be great.

A woman who has some sort of connection to the folks at Gatorade and will let them know that Grape G2 is the best, would be great.

A woman who can get me bulk cases of Grape G2 super cheap, would be great.

A woman who understands that I don't drink much at all (Really!, a six pack of Mike's Hard Lemonade or Lime will last an entire month), but if she wants me to go dancing with her she has to imbibe me with a lot of alcohol, would be great.  There is an exception for those dances where they tell you all of the steps to do right there in the song.  I'll willingly make a fool out of myself while completely sober for those.

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