In Nick Hornby’s excellent novel High Fidelity the main character Rob realize when it comes to relationships
… you’ve got to punch your weight. Charlie was out of my class: too pretty, too smart, too witty, too much. What am I? Average. A middleweight. Not the brightest bloke in the world, but certainly not the dimmest: I have read books like The Unbearable Lightness of Being and Love in the Time of Cholera, and understood them, I think (they were about girls, right?)
and it got me to thinking about big girls and how our perceived lower value in society affects who and why we date. I have been having a fun summer *thing* with a wonderful young man who happens to be Just Plain Hot.
And a firefighter.
(yeah okay, now I’m just bragging. I don’t care.)
I rarely date guys who are Just Plain Hot. I’ve never been much of a sucker for a pretty face. In fact, my idea of happiness involves Lyle Lovett, the Federal Suite of the Hay Adams Hotel and a giant plate of huevos rancheros after, and what I’ve noticed as I’ve been bopping about town with my new friend is that I’ve been getting some pretty evil looks from other women, as if it was against the natural order of things that someone that good looking could possibly be with a Girl Like That.
So today Plumcake Wants to Know:
Do you “punch your weight” when it comes to dating? If so, what does that mean? Have you ever had any positive/negative experiences about dating someone who might be traditionally considered “out of your league?”