Last night I was out with a friend and an interesting thought occurred to me. Dating is a lot like shoe shopping. You leave home with a particular style or designer in mind and you run around store to store hoping to find something that catches your eye. You then have to see if they’re comfortable (enough) and how easily can you integrate them into your existing wardrobe (life).
Maybe it’s not about kissing frogs until you find your prince. Maybe it’s more like trying on different shoes until you find the pair that makes you feel like a princess. Keeping in mind that men are so much like shoes, that you usually get what you pay for. Or better put, what flavor of mediocrity you are willing to accept.
Let's take a lesson from those off-label shoes that looked really cute in the store, but hurt really bad every time you wore them or the strap broke at the most inopportune time or the colors that bled on your feet. (wow, that was a mouth full)
Maybe discount rack boyfriends are in the discount bin for a reason; maybe they are slightly irregular or left behind because they just weren't worth comprising over.
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