I felt it fitting to respond to one of the comments I received from Friday's post:
"You girls keep always going for the jerks. There's something that is just attractive about them over the nice guy who's a little shyer. You fail to see the bad qualities in these guys until it is too late. If a guy is cheating on you or doesnt at all appreciate what you do for him then you should realize this sooner and get out. My other piece of advice is to give the unlikely candidate a chance."
Well said. The last sentence is my favorite. I'm not going to deny that you make a good point. I'm the first to admit that Ari Gold makes me go weak at the knees. There is something wildly attractive about men who are powerful and aggressive and, yes, jerks. What is it about them? The air of mystery, the limited words? Girls dream of being that one person that these men can soften and harden for all at once (no pun intended). I know I'm not the only gal who admires Mrs. Ari.
But in all honesty, if I had my choice of who I wanted to date among the Entourage cast, I wouldn't pick Ari. I'd pick E. (He's not Jewish, but hell, if we're in an alternate universe in which I get to choose a guy on my favorite show, I'm throwing religion right out the window along with reality.)
He's nice, shy, and the unlikely candidate. The value of a thoughtful, sweet, kind and caring guy is not lost on me.
However, what hasn't been mentioned is that there is a flip side to this. The Seth Cohens and the Dan Humpherys of this world only want the Summer Roberts and the Serena van der Woodsens. The nice, shy, unlikely candidates want to date girls who are beautiful and sexy and fiery and cool. Where does that leave me?
What about my chance?