The Real Deal

This how I felt when I found out that Manti Te'o is either a dirty liar or as dumb naive as those people on Catfish. 

Bring on the barrage of ND hate. I'm used to it by now.

Yes. I'm just going to use Pitch Perfect Gifs through this whole post cuz...well I've watched the movie at least 6 times. What can I say, some sweet lady harmonizing just makes my heart flutter. So the other day all over my twitter, all up in my text messages, sneaked into most of my gchats appeared this article from the NY Times: The End of Courtship? Hm. So I thought about it and I related it to my experiences, then I thought about it some more.  And I call bullshit.  Not on the article. I think that is pretty accurate.  I call kissmyladybitsbullshit on the acceptance of this as a new "social norm." Ima be all Cheryl Yeoh up in dis dating scene. “If he really wants you,” Ms. Yeoh, 29, said, “he has to put in some effort.”
I've done the whole "so, do you wanna come over and hang out?" day of. past 7:ooPM. He's in his sweat pants and I took 45 minutes to look like I was just lounging around in this pair of leggings paired with a casual v-neck and a slouchy cardi. Oh an this dewy eye makeup and perfectly quaffed hair? Yeah. I wake up looking this friggin' effortlessly beautiful. HA. Faker than Manti Te'os girlfriend.
Sweat pants, hair-tied, chillin' with no makeup on? My ASS.  I'm gonna need you to be at least 4 months into our relationship and desperately in love with me before I introduce you to the real life version of that saying.

Enjoy.

Anyways. Like I was saying, I've done this new modern form of "dating" and it sucks and is dumb and no one comes out of it feeling special or pursued.
My Daddy has drilled into me since I was old enough to realize I wanted to kiss boys not be one these two things: 1. Be particular. 2. The proof of passion is pursuit.
Call me traditional. Call me delusional. Call me a spoiled rotten brat. But I want to be wined and dined. I want to be romanced. I want to be woo'd DAMNIT!
I think its okay if some women are okay with just meeting up in big groups, just hanging out at an apartment watching a $1 redbox movie.  BUT I also think its okay for women to want to go old-school and have a man ask her politely if he can take her out to dinner, a movie, and sit with your hand upturned on the arm rest the whole time hoping he'll hold it.  To each her own. But its never okay when they ask if they can kiss you. I think we can all agree on that right?  Whether just hanging out or after a dinner date, if you ask me permission to kiss me, I'm going to cringe, feel too awkward to tell you no, and wish you would grow some balls and just go for it.