Nerds are hot.
Cheshire Kitty once told me she's glad I'm choosy about boys. See, my rationale goes like this: I like me. Sure, being single can be lonely, but ultimately I'd rather spend time by my rad self than be with someone just for the sake of not being alone. Being choosy makes my crushes (rare as they may be) actually mean something. Flighty's just not my style.
I also happen to have a penchant for nerdy boys. Seriously. Tan, muscled jocks don't do it for me. Collar-popping prepsters can walk their Top-Siders on by. But give me a funny, skinny, freckly, nice Jewish boy who rocks rectangular plastic glasses, and you've got yourself a deal. Excited about the new Batman movie? Go ahead and geek out. Like discussing NPR? Ohhh, yeah, talk nerdy to me!
Remember in high school, when being a serious nerd was a detriment to one's social life? Now boys are embracing their plastic glasses and their bikes and their slim builds with reckless abandon; they're realizing it's hip to be smart; they're admitting that the reason they're so good at Rock Band is because that year they lived with their parents, it's all they did. It's endearing. And real.
Take note, boys. Geek is chic.
4 years ago