Attract Men Like a Magnet
By Terry Hernon MacDonald
Turn on your TV. You will quickly determine that you
don't have what it takes to attract (and keep!) a man. You're too
thick in the waist. You need a boob job. Your legs are covered in
revolting cottage cheese that must be eradicated by all means possible.
You're not girly enough. You're too girly. You don't talk enough.
You talk too much. Those pathetic lines around your eyes date you
like a day-old roast beef.
Turn off your TV.
The truth of the matter is that men, the desirable
ones, don't care all that much about what you look like. They don't
care if you're shy, or if you occasionally ramble on about nothing.
Instead, they tend to gravitate toward women who possess a valuable,
seemingly elusive, quality:
Oh, yes. Happy women attract men, small children,
dogs, and guinea pigs like magnets. What man in his right mind wouldn't
want to be around a happy woman?
Think I'm being silly? I'm not, and I'll prove it
Like a lot of people, my weight used to fluctuate
(although not so much anymore, thanks to regular dates with a NordicTrack).
At one point I was 30 pounds heavier than I am today, and some friends
had invited me out for dinner and drinks.
I certainly didn't relish the idea of being the fat
chick at the bar, but I agreed to go. While trying on 3,000 outfits
in an attempt to find something that made me look thin, I had an epiphany:
I wasn't going to lose 30 pounds in two hours. My best bet was to
forget about feeling fat and put a smile on my face. I set a goal
to focus on whomever spoke to me, to look him or her in the eye, and
to forget about myself.
Before I left the house, I brought to mind all the
things I had going for me. Once I was out, I smiled sincerely at people
and made a point of putting them at ease.
The result? One very attractive guy (whom I previously
considered completely out of my league) asked me out that night, starting
a fun and memorable summer romance.
After we'd broken up a few months later, I woke up
with the symptoms of some sort of food allergy. I'd lost 25 pounds,
but that didn't change the fact that my eyelids bulged like footballs.
My jawline had virtually disappeared. Some evil food product (my bet
is on bacon bits; they're not real bacon, you know!) had transformed
me into a monster.
I had plans to attend a party that evening, so I immediately
turned to the teabag-on-the-eyelid therapy touted by the beauty mags.
It failed. I tried cucumber slices next. They also failed. I tried
ice packs, frozen spoons, frozen peas. They failed. I tried drinking
loads of lemon water and following it up with a pot of detoxifying
herbal tea. No luck with that, either.
Clearly, looking my best was not in the cards. After
spending the afternoon in the bathroom ridding myself of lemon water
and tea, I set out for the party looking like Jabba the Hut from the
But, once again, I'd made a decision. Sure, I'd be
the most physically repellent creature in the room, but why get bummed
out about it? Wearing a little brown eye shadow to play down the lid
bulge and a confident smile, I hit the party.
All night I banished the nagging temptation to head
to the bathroom to poke at my swollen face. Instead, I listened to
other peoples' stories. I laughed at their jokes (if they were funny,
that is). I achieved my goal of having a great time.
Guess who scored a date with a good-looking, very
If you want to attract guys, forget about what's wrong
about you. Forget about what's wrong about your job, your boss, and
your mother. Cultivate happiness. You'll find yourself attracting
better friends, better men, and better circumstances.
Next time you're on your way out of the house and
feeling like no man in the world would ever be interested in you,
think about things that make you laugh. Bring to mind times in your
life when you were truly happy.
Then put a smile on your face and walk out that door!