Why I Hate When Guys Call Me Beautiful


Remember all those lame quotes you would put in your AIM profiles that said things like “when a guy calls you hot, he’s looking at your body- when a guy calls you beautiful, he’s looking at your soul.” While there are plenty of lovely new terms to describe a good-looking female these days (who would’ve guessed that “being bad” is a good thing?), guys know that chicks really just want to be called beautiful.

But I don’t.

Why? Because I’ve heard it too many times. Before you think I’m some cocky ass bitch, I’m not saying that I roll out of bed in the morning and I’m as hot as J.Lo. I’m saying that the word “beautiful” reminds me of the guys who try to hit on you in dark NYC nightclubs. The guys who whisper sweet nothings into your ear during a hookup where they’re probably going to pressure you to do shit you don’t want to. The guys who send text messages like “I can’t stop thinking about you,” while jacking off to your Facebook pictures.

I’m not going to launch into some angry feminist speech when a dude calls me beautiful, but I’m also not going to hop into bed with him. There are a million beautiful girls in the world, and feel free to tell each one of them that, but your personal validation of my beauty really doesn’t mean shit to me.

To be honest, I’d almost rather be told that my tits look great, because then at least I know that you’re being real.

Beautiful has just become so overused that it’s the equivalent of describing someone as “nice” or “cool.” It really doesn’t mean anything anymore. Sure, maybe you think she’s beautiful, but why is she beautiful? By replacing “she’s beautiful” with “the way her dimples look when she laughs makes me crazy,” you’re speaking personally about somebody rather than throwing around meaningless trite adjectives.

But don’t stop there- why does it always have to be about looks anyways? Lately, guys have been coming up to me while I’m out and telling me how funny my article about eating pussy was, or that they don’t totally agree with my piece on lame sex tricks guys try. The fact that they took the time to read my work means so much more to me than some dude realizing I look pretty decent in a halter top.

Granted, I understand that if a guy is hitting on a girl who’s a stranger to him, it might be hard for him to compliment her on her work (or anything other than her looks really). But at this point, I feel like I’d rather be complimented on my clothes/shoes/drink choice, than my looks- because if a guy is randomly strolling up to me in the grocery store, I’m going to assume that it’s because he likes what he sees already.

It’s not that I don’t like being told that I look good. I mean, who doesn’t need a self-esteem boost every once in a while? But the word “beautiful” has completely lost its charm to me and made me assume that whoever is using it wants me face down, ass up and then never wants to see me again.

Every girl wants to be beautiful, you can’t pretend that’s not true. But at the end of the day, I want to be more than just a pretty face.

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