Dr. NerdLove is on vacation this week. Instead of running a “best of” column or a week of dead air, we have another guest post by frequent commentator, occasional gypsy princess, and friend of the blog – Squirrel. She also hosts her own blog, Crossed Wires as well as provides the occasional sounding board for articles here. Take it away, Squirrel.
One year at a fairly major convention, I passed by a booth for a company where you could hire “Real Geek Booth Girls.” The service promised to staff your booth with sexy women who were actual members of the geek community. What struck me most about this service wasn’t the casual sexism of hiring out “booth babes” or the elitism of advertising themselves as “real geeks.” No, what I found truly interesting was how alike all of the women were. They were all of similar size, wore similar make-up and hair styles, and were even dressed in nearly identical “sexy geek girl” outfits.
At lunch later that day, I was making jokes about this booth to some friends and made the bold claim that I could start up my own company and make “sexy” booth workers out of just about anyone I knew, including every single person at that table. From there it devolved into a conversation about sexy librarians and guys in pirate boots, but the basic claim holds true. Some of the most amazingly sexy people I know aren’t “conventionally” attractive. They’re too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny, too pale, too much of something to ever be called attractive. And yet they are sexy and amazing because they discovered something about themselves that they could hang their confidence on.