The Power of a Smile
I was talking to one of my male friends the other day and he asked me a question. “How many times a week do you get hit on?”
My response surprised even myself. I get hit on every single time I leave my house. No matter where I am, the gym, the supermarket, the library or just the street, men gaze appreciatively and there is always one overly confident soul who swaggers over to hit on me. It happens on such a consistent basis that I don’t even notice it anymore. I disregard the flirtation and catcalls because I’ve become attuned to it.
However, what if I never, ever got hit on? Would I appreciate it more then? Would I be nicer to the guys that actually came up to talk to me? Would I call the myriad numbers that get slipped to me on a continual basis if I never got any phone numbers at all? Probably.
There is nothing special about me that makes me different from every other woman that makes guys want to talk to me. I asked my male friends if I put out any overtly sexual vibes that made them swarm to me like bees to a honeypot. All they had to say was that I was ‘approachable’. “You smile a lot, as if there’s a private joke that you would like to share.” Another guy told me that I dressed like a nice girl. “Guys feel comfortable coming over to talk to you because you look like the nice girl next door.”
Hmmmm, interesting. I did notice that I tend to smile a lot when I’m out. It’s mostly because I’m so darn happy about my life and the fact that I’m out of the house. I’m exhilarated from the inside out, and the radiance must show.
I’m one of those people who have no compunction smiling at perfect strangers. I smile when I get on the subway, smile when a guy gives me his seat, I smile when a swarm of people get on the bus. Initially the smiling was just a nervous thing to do, I love people watching and have been caught on more than one occasion staring. So I smile and instantly the object of my stare forgets that I was rudely staring at him/her and becomes mesmerised by my stunning smile and ends up smiling back.
I guess I choose my battles, and this one is one that I won’t even pick a fuss with. I think I would actually miss the flirtation and attention if I never got them. So I’ll keep smiling and raking in those numbers.
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Ananda August 31st, 2006, 2:59 am
i agree with you and your friends. smiling is positive energy. the same holds true for me. i love to smile at everyone and everything. it just feels good. it is my way of blessing the universe. i love to do it when i am walking to work, during lunch, and on the way home. sunday mornings is also another favorite time for me.
peace, ananda
Vixen August 31st, 2006, 10:07 am
Thanks Ananda, you have so much positive energy in your comment. Guess all that comes from smiling;) Hope you are having a nice week.