Ladies Prepping For Choosing Season 2012

Did you go un-chosen last season?

Are still clinging to that "single by choice" line?

Do you often get cut before the 2nd or 3rd date?

First off there is no such thing as "single by choice"
If you think for one moment that if the man of your dreams was interested in you and you'd pass him up because you're "single by choice" stop reading this blog right now. Nothing that I'm about to write will amuse or help you in any form nor fashion. Now for the women that are left... being "single by choice" is much more like being hungry in the food court but not interested in anything being offered. So in turn you're not single by choice; you're single by having no desirable options and that's totally different. Is everybody clear on that logic? Good.

Look how you wanted to be treated
If you're out in these streets with your titties all out and your shorts let the bottom half of you ass hang out niggas are going to act accordingly. That rule also applies for half-naked (or completely naked) bathroom photo shoots plastered on the internet. If you look like a hoe he's going to come at you like hoe. If you're dressed like a lady he still might try to play you like a hoe but when you check him on that shit he won't look at you with the "bitch please" face.

Knowing your worth
We live in a day and time where self-confidence is at an all time high. E-Simping, ego boosting girlfriends and unwarranted "likes" on Instagram/FaceBook pictures has 3's feeling like 5's and 5' feeling like 10's. COMPLIMENTS FROM PEOPLE YOU WOULD NOT FUCK DO NOT COUNT. Wrap your head around that concept. The 56 year old Nigerian custodian with the lisp in your office that calls you beautiful when he comes to empty the trash at your desk doesn't count. Your kids, mom and dad calling you pretty also doesn't count. The dudes hollering out of car windows yelling obscenities like "DAMN you phat as shit shorty!" doesn't count either unless of course you plan on giving them the time of day. If the last 3 dudes you seriously dated are average Joe's that feed you carry-out and watched bootleg Tyler Perry movies with you... then you are an average's Joe dating ass broad. That's your lane; know it and get comfortable with it. When your girlfriend says her man is so great and does this that and the 3rd; don't wonder why you never run across those guys, the answer is this... those guys don't want your ass boo boo.

What you think is marketable might not really be that marketable
Having a car is a plus if he doesn't drive. Having your own place is a plus if you don't have rug rats running around and/or you don't live in a neighborhood that your male suitor may get robbed, shot or car jacked if he visits after the sun goes down. To be perfectly honest it's hard to create an intimate setting with kids yelling "Mommy" repeatedly in the background and the strong urge to look out the window every 15 minutes to see if the rims are still on your car. Having a great job is just about equal to having a job that simply keeps the lights on and stops you from asking for handouts. Unless you're showering men in gifts and/or paying for dates how does he really benefit from your good job? Shit like having your own hair/natural hair, own nails, designer handbags clothes and shoes will always mean far more to you than it does to him.

What is marketable
Men are going to approach you on what they find attractive. So once a man you actually think is worthy of exchanging phone numbers with and getting to know better comes along you need to have your mind right not to scare that man away. The ability to shut the fuck up, the ability to not have the last word every motherfucking time, and having realistic standards are priceless assets. Six page text messages are a no go especially pre-third date. You're having a meaningless debate about how people should just tweet instead of using tweet-grams; just remember you don't have to have the last word because the winner of this debate won't go on rule the free world. If your new potential Him is 5'9, shares an apartment with his brother, went to trade school and is an electrician; don't say your dream man 6'3, with a master's degree, that goes to work in a suit everyday and lives in a townhouse in the city. He doesn't want to hear that shit and obviously that's not the type of dude you can catch because you're talking to him.

Re-read this blog as needed and happy choosing season
Jean DeGrate has spoken