The Ladies According to Society

In this world, there are approximately three and a half bazillion women.

These women can be sorted into many categories, but today I am going to create two groups of desirable women (according to Society): The pretty girls and the nice girls. There are girls that are pretty and there are girls that are nice, and there are girls that are any combination of the two.

Keep in mind that any generalizations made here are based on years of influential media and a teaspoon of cynicism.

THE PRETTY GIRLS

The girls that are pretty are really easy to pick out. They're the ones with the naturally perfect skin and the shiny hair. Boys follow them around and open doors for them, carry their books, and offer them their coats. These girls can be tall, short, white, Latina, thin, curvy, blonde, brunette, what have you, but there is something about them that sets them apart from the rest.

It seems to me that the person these girls love most in the world is their own selves. They make every effort to maintain their beauty, as it is apparently their only commodity. These girls will go on to bigger and better things, and their every move will be recorded by the tabloids as if it were actually meaningful news. 

Apparently, however, these extraordinarily beautiful girls end up in rehab or something, and when (or if) they get old, suddenly they aren't the hottest thing any more and they fade into the background. How unfortunate. 

THE NICE GIRLS

You all know the nice girls around school and at work and in your neighborhood. They are the ones that garden and do crafts and make cooing noises at babies when they pass. These are the sort of girls that offer to carry your books or open the door for you or lend you their jacket. They bake and cross-stitch and have sparkly houses. These girls can be pretty or they can be homely, they come in all shapes and sizes. 

The nice girls tend to pick out one man to be their True Love for the rest of their lives. They tell all their girlfriends about all the sweet things he does, they do their best to be the perfect girlfriend for him, and they doodle his name on their notebooks. Eventually these girls will end up married to their sweethearts, and live cheerfully ever after raising their family of perfect children. 

These girls grow up to be craft-making grandmothers and host huge family get-togethers on all the holidays. They have walls covered in pictures of their hundred grandchildren's accomplishments. When they eventually die of overpowering bliss, their funeral has to be televised because so many people are in attendance. 

And then...

There are girls...

THAT ARE ME.

I am not trafic-stoppingly pretty. Nor am I particularly nice. Where do I fall in the World of Women? Well, basically I fall where most people do. Into the REGULAR GIRLS category. These girls are. They just are. They have careers, they raise families, they join the military, they write cookbooks, they have cats, they play sports, they save the whales. Most people aren't super pretty or super nice. Really people are just a mix of the two. 

I mean, sure. I have ambitions.

But that doesn't mean the world is going to live up to my expectations all the time. It also means that I don't have to live up to the world's expectations all the time. Just because I say one thing and Society says, "Bah, I'm sure you will end up THIS way," doesn't mean that is the way it has to be. I make my own flipping destiny, thank you very much. No team of writers is going to determine my fate. Especially not if they're the writers from Lost. Or Desperate Housewives. 

And just because everyone else is doing it doesn't mean I have to.