What I Look For in a Woman
I’ve seen several people voicing concerns that they aren’t good enough for guys they like; that they don’t fit into those blond, skinny, and dumb as a brick ideals guys want. I may be in the minority, but that’s so not what I want, and I’m pretty sure no guy would say that he wanted that either unless he were blond, skinny, and dumb as a brick as well. I’m sick of people believing that these media-created ideals actually apply to the real world.
What I really want in a woman goes far beyond the physical. I know I’d be a hypocrite if I said the body doesn’t matter, but stick thin or overly fit is not attractive, nor is superbly fat (and I’m talking obese. I’m fat and I’d date me, probably cause I’m a narcissist). Maybe my standards are just lower than your average magazine-raised, frat-boy-styled, rich white boys who seem to dictate the norms women are forced to conform to, but I want a woman with curves, both mentally and physically.
I want a woman who’s all-natural; no straightened hair; no masses of make-up; no fancy surgeries to fix their nose or make themselves more “idealized.” She needs to know herself intimately, both in what she sees as her strengths as well as her flaws. She needs to be able to accept that I love every mistake she was born with because it makes her her.
I want a woman who’s proud of who she is; confident; accepting; unwilling to sacrifice her identity, ethnic or otherwise, for a plastic face mask. She needs to know her heritage, where she comes from, and where she wants to go. She needs to understand that what others say really doesn’t matter because I’ll love her anyway. She needs to be strong enough to carry me if I’m unable to remain independent, though it might not be easy for me to accept.
I want a woman who’s intelligent, who can argue long into the night on morality, literature, and the arts. I know I look at beautiful bimbos and get aroused, but if they opened their mouth and couldn’t formulate a hypothesis behind social structure or analyze an author who uses words more complex than “see spot run,” I’d immediately be flaccid again. I need a woman who dwarfs my intellect, which shouldn’t be hard since I’m not a smart man, but merely smarter than the masses of idiots inhabiting the world.
I want a woman who’s willing to teach me, and I’m not just talking sexually. She needs to be willing to try new things and be spontaneous. She needs to have skills and knowledge she can share with me, whether it be in sports, science, technology, or simpler things like gardening or cooking. She needs to be willing to put up with my overwhelming ignorance and show me the same patience I’d give to her. She needs to be willing to learn alongside me when neither of us know what we’re doing.
All that is important, but above all else, I need a woman who loves me and who I can love in equal measure.