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Mel Greig: It’s time to change your taste in men
I have succumbed to peer pressure and I am back online swiping on a couple of dating apps – reluctantly I might add.
My preferred choice of meeting men is still in a social environment with a wine in hand, but I can’t have that wine in my hand for another six weeks while I’m on my health kick, so this is the option for now and within a day I’ve actually had a huge epiphany.
In the past few weeks the scientific evidence combined with my own desires has been that having children is not an option for me, and with this news came a huge realisation about my dating life and it’s one I didn’t realise was happening.
I remembered back to my first true love in my 20’s and why I was so in love with him and the biggest attraction for me was his beautiful blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. I remember thinking, “If we have children they will have blue eyes and blonde hair, I’ll see myself in my children,” and that relationship set the tone for what I looked for.
I wanted to have children that looked like me, I wanted my little blue-eyed and blonde children.
Let’s not forget I married the guy I had the next serious relationship with, and he too had blue eyes and sandy blonde hair, so again I was confident that my children would resemble me, and that I would look at them and know they are ‘mine’.
Is that completely ridiculous? Is that where I went wrong? Hand picking guys that looked like me, so I could have my ‘perfect’ babies? How ironic given the outcome.
So, now that I’m not going to have children does that change my taste in men? It does. I was swiping on Bumble the other night and I kept swiping right on the standard blue-eyed and light-haired guys and would swipe left on dark hair and brown eyes… but why? There’s no reason why I wouldn’t be attracted to them and maybe that’s a great new place for me to start with my new chapter?
I then proceeded to swipe right (yes) on types I would never normally go for.
I started chatting to a guy who I’ll refer to as ‘Mr Latino’, a Latin guy. I started wracking my brain and realised in my 20 years of dating I had never even kissed a Latin guy. Mr Latino refers to me as ‘Senorita’. I like this. I start picturing us doing an epic singalong to Despacito because that’s basically Latin. This guy can hold a conversation and he’s not creepy, I just feel this instant level of comfort and ease with him.
We did have one awkward moment already though due to a slight issue with the language barrier and difference in humour. He is very sweet and the other night he said “Goodnight Linda, I’ll chat to you in the morning”. LINDA? WHO THE FEK IS LINDA? So, I’m getting my women empowerment pants on and I’m about to alert him of his mistake and potentially rip him a new one because I’m very understanding like that. I took a breath and politely wrote, “Ooops, who is Linda?” He wrote back laughing and explained that in Spanish linda means beautiful. Oh snapppppp Mr Latino.
Do you keep going for the same type? Maybe mix it up and just try something/someone new. Who knows where it will go with Mr Latino, but it feels good stepping out of my blue-eyed comfort zone.
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