Mulholland Cowboy

Last night, as I was browsing through OKCupid, I realized that the first thing I looked at on a girl’s profile was their picture. In my defense, the photos are located at the top of the profile so how could you not look at that first? Plus, who are we kidding here? You have to be physically attracted to someone in the first place. That’s the initial hurdle.

But lately I’ve been re-examining my past relationships. I want to switch things up. I realized an interesting and scary thing to try would be to message someone on OKCupid without seeing what they look like. I would pick a girl solely based on what she wrote in her profile.

Let me tell you, ladies of the online dating world, this: you need to work on your shit. Your profiles suck. I don’t imagine guy’s profiles are any better, but come on. Almost every profile sounds the same. We get it. You like hiking in Runyon. You like your cats. You can’t live without music. You like Football. You’re as comfortable in sweats as you are in heels. You like guy movies like Anchorman. Family is important to you. You are an enigma wrapped in another, more difficult puzzle.

But there were some profiles that were different in their own way. After a couple of HOURS of looking through profiles, I decided to message three girls. How did I decide upon those three? Well, like I said, I felt like there was something unique about their profile whether it was a profession or a particular viewpoint. I tried to find someone with similar interests as me. Someone who sounded sincere in their profile and had obviously spent more then ten minutes on it. Someone who seemed ready for a relationship but was not kicking over old ladies in walkers to get to eligible men.

As I write this the next morning, I’ve already had one of them respond. She said I looked handsome, sounded intelligent and funny and she liked my blog. She also said she wasn’t physically attracted to me though.

I know. Something something irony.

I couldn’t have planned it better than that. She was very nice and gently let me down. It was interesting because I think most women wouldn’t write back if they weren’t attracted to the guy. But she was very insistent on letting me know that while she wouldn’t fuck me if I was the last guy on Earth, I seemed like a cool guy which I guess is actually pretty neat. Because here I was, trying to find someone interesting regardless of looks and she found the same thing. Even though, come on, have you seen me? Kidding!

I’m fine with the way I look. I know some people may find me attractive and others won’t. I’m at a point in my life where that’s ok. But like it or not, looks matter. It shouldn’t be the only thing you look for, obviously, but you can’t deny it. What I think my little experiment did do is teach me not to be so swayed by the photo. To keep looking a little longer to find someone I’m attracted to physically and mentally.

Me and this girl still might meet. It never hurts to have another friend. Especially a female one who might be pulling for you and set you up with her hot girlfriends. I mean hot personality wise. I swear.

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