Why? Because I’m Pretty.
Things have a funny way of working out. I was trying to decide on my next blog post and then I get this HILARIOUS phone call from my best friend, Cathy, about this FABULOUS gay man she works with and it was exactly what I needed to get the juices flowin’. When Cathy called me, she expressed her new-found LOVE for this man she works with (the gay best friend she has always wanted). She began telling me about how he works in some of the hottest places in New York City (fortunate enough to come into contact with some of today’s biggest celebs and socialites), and when she asked how he got these jobs, he replied “I told them they should hire me because I’m pretty”….he was hired on the spot.
It occurred to me the other day, and then again during my phone conversation this morning, that it is absolutely not what you know but WHO you know….and more importantly, HOW you know them. I have been fortunate in life to have been blessed with the ability to pretty much carry on as I please and always benefit in the long run (Dinners, movies, drinks, free admission to places, trips, etc.). I have been lucky enough to meet some pretty fucking amazing people (in all different professional areas; entertainment, sports, nightlife, etc.) in my very short stint here on earth, and I rarely ask myself WHY. Well, not for nothing, but I definitely consider myself a cool, friendly, laid-back person. Sense of humor is almost always on point, honesty is a given (always keep it 100, remember?!), and I can hang with the best of ‘em. But when all is said and done, IM PRETTY.
Now, don’t get me wrong….I don’t ever want to be known solely for my looks, because there is something to be said about people who have gorgeous physical features and nothing below the surface. However, looks definitely get your foot in the door and, if you’re smart, you take full advantage of it. This thought led me to think about all of the connections I have ever had, both currently and over the years, and I found that most of them (the men, of course) have at one point tried to holler at me in some way because they initially just saw a pretty face and figured they’d give it a shot. After politely rejecting the advances, I was able to become good friends with many of them, and now it works to my advantage because friends always take care of one another. So even when the sexual attraction fades for some of them (others will always try to git the panties, let’s keep it 100), I cannot help but sit back and think… I still win.