Awhile back, two girlfriends and I went to a dance club (we're all married, so it was just a fun girl's night out thing). My skinny, big breasted friend wore this...skimpy top and ALL the guys were all over her. Fine, no problem. I'm happily married and only out to have fun with my friends. But when I saw them talking and pointing, I knew what was coming. Can't ask the hot girl to dance without making sure the fat friend has something to do right? So humiliating to know the guy's only dancing with you so his buddy can dance with the girl they both wanted to dance with.
I've also always been the quirky, funny, smart one. I genuinely don't mind being that; I happen to enjoy being able to converse and make jokes on a higher level. But just once, I want to be the hot one. Not to be referred to as "the funny one" or "the smart one"...but as "the HOT one."
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