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the "C" word

This was not written by me but one of my friends posted it on facebbook.
I found it quite interesting and agreeable. Enjoy [LUV] Anastasia.

Another lesson in romantics for all you guys.

If there’s one thing all boys, guys, and men should know, it’s that women do not enjoy being called the C-Word … and I’m not talking about cunt.

Cute: Possessing physical features, behaviors, personality traits or other properties that are mainly attributed to infants and small or cuddly animals.

Cute is for children under the age of 12. Cute is for little girls with pigtails riding pink bikes with streamers. Cute is for rainbows, bunnies, and fluff.

Men tend to use this word because it is “safe”. It’s not too forward, but yet makes a point. The point is: “cute” is a horrible safe word. Good-looking is safe and definitely tops cute. “Pretty” is also a much better alternative. Sure, it may be a little cliché but at least it doesn’t associate the woman with small or cuddly animals.

Pretty: Pleasing by delicacy or grace; Having conventionally accepted elements of beauty.

Pretty is much more sophisticated than cute. Pretty is for golden sunsets by the beach and paintings of countryside landscapes. Pretty is not for fluff.

Here’s the catch: girls may call guys and other girls cute. Girls say things like “cute outfit” and “you look cute today” to other girls all the time. When a guy says it however, it’s comes out in a completely different context. When a girl refers to another guy as cute, it’s a good thing! When a guy refers to a girl as cute…not a good thing.

So, fellas, next time you think about using the C-word, think again! If you’re looking for a safe word, try pretty instead. Or better yet, take a walk on the edge and be unique; try lovely, charming, mesmeric, alluring, elegant, stunning, tempting, tantalizing, angelic, darling, dazzling, enticing … get the picture?

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