Date #4 (a first, and last, date)

I went on “Date #4” with Joe about two weeks ago.  The reason I’m counting my dates is because last time I made the effort to date, I probably dated a dozen or more guys over the course of a year with no significant relationships resulting from the effort.  This time around, I’m assuming I’ll date just as many (or more) guys to mentally prepare myself for the endurance required for dating.

So, date #4 was very casual.  We met at an event related to a common interest.  We met briefly beforehand, attended the event, and chatted for a bit afterwards.  I thought he was really nice, but opted not to go out with him again.  I know I’ve written about how I don’t lend a lot of credence to immediate sexual attraction.  I ultimately think it is superficial and lacks any inherent significant meaning.  At the same time, people can be strikingly unattractive. 

This may sound shallow, but I have a point here.  I’m talking about being unattractive in the way you present yourself.  Whether you like it or not, how you dress says a lot about you.  More often than not, if you put zero effort into your appearance, it shows.  If you haven’t updated your look in more than 10 years, it shows.  It’s not about being perfect or stepping out of the pages of GQ.  It’s about having, or finding, the ability to look at yourself through someone else’s eyes.