Make it Last Forever..impressions, that is.

This year I've learned that the most common first impression I make on people is that I'm stuck up. I don't like this. Especially since I'm far from it. People usually come to this conclusion before they even speak to me.

But someone recently told me that when I smile, I become approachable. That makes sense though. I can recall numerous occasions where I've smiled at people (mostly men) and suddenly they're showering me with attention. Sometimes I smile just to be polite and then I can't get rid of someone I'm not at all attracted to.

Speaking of attraction, you don't necessarily have to be the most handsome guy for me to be attracted to you. I usually find myself attracted to gentlemans, nice dressers, and intellegent thinkers. If you have all of those qualities your good looks are just a bonus.

I've also found that confidence overrides many flaws. I've never thought of myself as a beauty but I don't think I'm ugly (for lack of a better word) either. But my friend and I had a discussion on how is it that the weakest looking females in the club always gets asked to dance.

I came to the conclusion that we don't get asked to dance because we're standing around not moving and looking unapproachable. The other chicks are having more fun and therefore are more attractive. Regardless of what their physical appearance may scream, their confidence overrides their belly hanging out of a shirt that's two sizes too small and the bullet wounds showing on their thighs.

Since I've loosened up and feel more comfortable getting my groove on per se, I've been approached a lot more. Sometimes before I even get into the door. Maybe I have that look that says, "I'm gonna sweat my perm out tonight"...
So even though I'm leaving the club looking like Big Red, I'm content. I had a good time and I'm most likely drunk out of my mind. And most importantly, I feel good about myself. Actually I feel like a drunken whore but that's ok.