Let me explain, you’re 25 now and will likely stay pretty hot for the next but less so each year. If my money were to go away, so would you, so when your beauty fades I need an out. So a deal that makes sense is dating, not marriage.Separately, I was taught early in my career about efficient markets.Although many readers have expressed skepticism about the veracity of the original Craigslist post (their own good hearts causing them to conclude the item must have been a or a troll designed to provoke outrage), my experiences lead me not to be so skeptical: I have actually known women who genuinely believed they deserved wealthy husbands because they themselves were objects of beauty, and who could easily have penned and posted such a solicitation without their consciences offering up the slightest twinge. (My success with romantic relationships was therefore an object of utter mystification to them, since I’m more likely to be mistaken for There are women out there who see dating or marriage as purely financial transactions and who thus regard themselves as saleable commodities in search of well-heeled buyers.The internet has even given them mechanisms with which to connect with their intended markets, dating sites such as and In early 1995, he began an email distribution list to friends.Most of the early postings were submitted by Newmark and were notices of social events of interest to software and Internet developers living and working in the San Francisco Bay Area. The number of subscribers and postings grew rapidly.I also subscribe to ye olde adage “Just say no to sex with anti-choicers.” These prerequisites can make it difficult to find a contender.
I find it hard to believe that if you are as gorgeous as you say you are that the 0K hasn’t found you, if not only for a tryout.
I’ve seen really ‘plain jane’ boring types who have nothing to offer married to incredibly wealthy guys. Everyone knows – lawyer, investment banker, doctor. I offer the following analysis of your predicament. S., what you suggest is a simple trade: you bring your looks to the party and I bring my money. But here’s the rub, your looks will fade and my money will likely continue into perpetuity…
I’ve seen drop dead gorgeous girls in singles bars in the east village. Firstly, I’m not wasting your time, I qualify as a guy who fits your bill; that is I make more than 0K per year. Your offer, from the prospective of a guy like me, is plain and simple a crappy business deal. in fact, it is very likely that my income increases but it is an absolute certainty that you won’t be getting any more beautiful!
And then when you weeded out men who are gay, the men I don’t find attractive, the men already in monogamous, committed relationships—really, I would never get laid again.” I recently pondered, “Can’t someone invent a feminist dating service?
What would happen if men I tried to date knew up-front that I’m a feminist and were glad to hear it?