the perils of dating gorgeous men
“ i do not pick the wrong guys. they pick me.” ― c andace bushnell , s ex and the city how do i loathe thee? let me count the ways.... there was a time, of course, when i was shallow (age has nothing to do with it, by the way, just so you know), stupid and attractive (i have a thirty-inch waistline, a perpetual tan, glowing skin even if i haven't slept for days, thick, black hair, and a quick wit that i honed from a finishing school in switzerland) and "dated" a number of really gorgeous guys. when i say gorgeous, they really are. you'll know why later. chos! but dating gorgeous guys, while it has its benefits (the biggest of course is what it does to your self-confidence and ego), is not always a good thing. it also has its downside. they usually bring out both the best and the worst in me . let me change that. most of the time, they bring out the monster in me. like the following. read and learn. ((((((((((((((((((((( the green-eyed monster ...