Dating ugly woman
I recognize the strength and sensuality of my curves. I laugh like a drunken sailor, and meet people with an open heart.I worry less about pretense or maintaining some mystique, and if a suitor doesn’t get me, I can chalk it up to math.[Amy Schumer’s advice for single women: Keep your standards high] As a middling, I’ve discovered that my inherent greatness won’t always be universally accepted.To be fair, I’ve also learned this by being a black woman.
Being overlooked is unpleasant, but this is where average looks are a gift: They free you from the notion that people should fall at your feet.While there are hurt feelings and bruised egos, there’s resilience in the acceptance that everyone won’t always want what I am serving.The consequence of unchecked privilege — racial, gender, economic or beauty — is entitlement.My voice is deep, which apparently makes me less desirable to men.My eye color isn’t interesting, and my hair is always feral.
It’s essentially the reason Google started hiring outside of the Ivy League: People who weren’t bred to think they can’t be wrong have an easier time failing with dignity and poise.