Posts Tagged ‘average joe’


Well, are they? That line has been around forever, so may be there is some truth to that statement. I wonder how the stereotype got its induction in to society. I suppose, regardless of how it started, it has endured. While I think men are programmed to react to blondes, from mild curiosity to outright ultimate in sexiness, a lot of it probably comes from advertisements. We always see the blondes getting the most handsome of guys, and are always portrayed as the sexy bombshells in the movies. But, it usually comes at a price. It is a double edged sword. Blondes can get an instant reputation as being dumb ditz’s. As with most reputations, once labeled, they are hard to remove. Marilyn Monroe was one, for example. She could have been a genius, but she got labeled!

Due to the fact that we live in a technological, visual world, we get bombarded by media trying to get a point across, or to make you buy a product, which greatly contributes to the “Blondes having more fun” mentality. It is a great advertising scheme for hair color treatments, beauticians, clothes designers, the movies. In other words, blondes sell, and so they are promoted to goddess class. We, being guys, have become conditioned to accept this! Take your average Joe on the street, and have 2 average Jane’s walk by, with one being dark haired, the other being blonde. Ask the guy to describe the dark haired girl versus the blonde, and see who gets more results.

Ok, I just can’t resist. My two favorite blonde lines:
“I’m a natural blonde, the carpet matches the drapes!” and
I’ve decided to go blonde, or I’ll dye trying!


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The average Joe sees that gorgeous hot body. His mind races, his heartbeat rapidly increases, palms get sweaty. You try feverously to come up with a good opening to a possible dialog. You look at her again, a real goood look. Your eyes follow every curve of her symmetry, mentally noting what you find so desirable in her. You know what I mean! She’s Malibu Barbie in the flesh! Then, a state of panic anxiety rears its ugly head. Your mind is totally consumed by the thought that she is a Goddess, and what self respecting Goddess would go out with me, a kinda Joe the Plumber…the average Joe!

I’m not worthy…I’m not worthy, courses through your head. Here you are, slowly fermenting in extreme anxiety and feeling self pity, and defeat, and you make a quick exit to somewhere else. So here’s the clincher! There are many average guys. There are also many real pretty women out there who are NOT getting any dates because no average guys have the balls to ask them for fear of rejection. Barbie ends up with Ken, who is handsome and very shallow. Come on, all of you average SOB’s, give a goddess a shot!! You might be pleasantly surprised.

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