Last weekend I happily returned to Milwaukee for a Brewers game/Summerfest extravaganza.
A bunch of my guy friends were there, and one of them (a married guy) happened to bring along a co-worker who was a very cute single girl.
At least, that's what I thought of her: Petite. Pretty. Cute outfit. Fun personality.
But to my surprise, that's not what the guys took away from meeting her.
When I asked them what they thought, they all had the same reaction:
"I couldn't get past the gigantic mole on her face."
I know. Unbelievable, right? I couldn't believe this was even the discussion. Sure, I noticed it, but would never have guessed it was a dealbreaker. What about all the sexy moles out there, I argued -- like Cindy Crawford? Or Madonna?
And then I had a flash of deja vu, remembering that it was not the first time I'd heard about mole hating.
A few years ago, I was hanging out with my older brother and some of his friends when they, too, disqualified someone I thought was a perfectly lovely woman because they didn't find her beauty mark beautiful.
I don't get it. Guys will excuse all kinds of ugliness in women: caddy personalities; golddigging habits; psychotic tendencies; not to mention much more noticeable physical characteristics like love handles and cankles.
But give a girl a mole on her cheek and she's suddenly disgusting.
What is it with the male mole hating?
I really don't think women do the same thing. I know plenty of women who still found Enrique Iglesias hot even when he had that huge mole on his cheekbone.
He probably only got it removed because he's a guy. And guys hate moles, apparently.
PS) Shoegirl, to answer your question, it's actually the opposite. I know exactly the type of chick you're describing. Thankfully, I think any of my friends -- or my boyfriend -- would tell you after being a single girl for so long I'm HYPER conscious of never blowing off my friends for a man. So the busy-ness comes from trying to juggle equal time with friends and the guy, not from dedicating only time to him.