Bad Boys
I've always been confused about why "bad boys" have an appeal to most women. What is it about that guy in black with the sulky look on this face and that "screw you" posture that excites a woman's pheromones? There must be some fantasy of the forbidden, some titillation of the terrible, some yearning for a spurning going on.
Tattoos, piercings, long hair or even dread locks, unshaven beard, rough skin, black leather boots and motorcycle jacket — what's the deal with all that? I mean, why does the clean cut, baby-faced guy not excite the same lust? Why Mick Jagger over Paul McCartney?
Men don't find "bad girls" appealing. Most of the "bad girls" from the days of my youth were labelled as "loose," to use a nice phrase, or "sluts" to use the real phrase. You didn't date them, because you didn't want to be seen with them in public. You might have "been" with one of them in the back of a '59 Dodge station wagon on a steamy summer's night, but you definitely did not take a "bad girl" to prom. You'd have rather gone solo.
In the movie, Grease, why does a pretty young girl like Sandy fall for that surly, ne'er-do-well Danny? Pretty young Sandy could have her pick of any of the boys in Rydell High School, but no ... she falls for the hotrod-driving greaser.
In the television series, Happy Days, poor Richie Cunningham is left a desolate teen virgin, while the Fonz has young, curvaceous women swooning with every snap of his fingers and every idiotic,"Heeyyyy."
Only in the movies? Only on TV? I don't think so. Real-life "bad boys" are real-life Romeos of ill repute.
No, for the life of me, I don't get it. Marlon Brando, Elvis Presley, Jim Morrison, Johnny Depp, Charlie Sheen and hundreds more like them have always had some allure that makes a woman go liquid at the very thought of being around them.
Something that I'm missing?
I've always been confused about why "bad boys" have an appeal to most women. What is it about that guy in black with the sulky look on this face and that "screw you" posture that excites a woman's pheromones? There must be some fantasy of the forbidden, some titillation of the terrible, some yearning for a spurning going on.
Tattoos, piercings, long hair or even dread locks, unshaven beard, rough skin, black leather boots and motorcycle jacket — what's the deal with all that? I mean, why does the clean cut, baby-faced guy not excite the same lust? Why Mick Jagger over Paul McCartney?
Men don't find "bad girls" appealing. Most of the "bad girls" from the days of my youth were labelled as "loose," to use a nice phrase, or "sluts" to use the real phrase. You didn't date them, because you didn't want to be seen with them in public. You might have "been" with one of them in the back of a '59 Dodge station wagon on a steamy summer's night, but you definitely did not take a "bad girl" to prom. You'd have rather gone solo.
In the movie, Grease, why does a pretty young girl like Sandy fall for that surly, ne'er-do-well Danny? Pretty young Sandy could have her pick of any of the boys in Rydell High School, but no ... she falls for the hotrod-driving greaser.
In the television series, Happy Days, poor Richie Cunningham is left a desolate teen virgin, while the Fonz has young, curvaceous women swooning with every snap of his fingers and every idiotic,"Heeyyyy."
Only in the movies? Only on TV? I don't think so. Real-life "bad boys" are real-life Romeos of ill repute.
No, for the life of me, I don't get it. Marlon Brando, Elvis Presley, Jim Morrison, Johnny Depp, Charlie Sheen and hundreds more like them have always had some allure that makes a woman go liquid at the very thought of being around them.
Something that I'm missing?
