When it comes to finding my Harry, I am not referring to a Harry Winston. Yes a lovely diamond from a dream boat of a man to be placed on my left finger would not be rejected, but when I say I seek my Harry I am talking about a man who adores me regardless of all my faults.
Ok, I am probably not making much sense. Cast your mind back to SATC, do you remember when the beautiful Charlotte met her Harry? He was the kind of guy who we all cross the room to avoid. It is because the majority of women are programmed to not give the Harrys of the dating world an opportunity to love us. I mean who wants to introduce a man who is not much to look at to a bunch of judgmental girlfriends?
By not allowing the Harrys into our lives, I do wonder whether we are denying our right to be truly loved Hollywood chick flick style. Think of how Harry loves Charlotte and all her neuroses. Her taking a chance on Harry, made me realise that my perfect man might not come wrapped up as a 6ft2 tall, dark and handsome but instead could be a quirky, cute adorable man.
I loved that Charlotte, who had married what she, and the majority of us women, considered her perfect match Trey; ended up happily married to a man she would normally not have looked at twice- her Harry.
So it is on this note that I am going to try and not judge a book by its cover or else I will miss my chance to meet my very own Harry who I know will really love me in a way that every woman deserves to be loved- unconditionally.
Ok, I am probably not making much sense. Cast your mind back to SATC, do you remember when the beautiful Charlotte met her Harry? He was the kind of guy who we all cross the room to avoid. It is because the majority of women are programmed to not give the Harrys of the dating world an opportunity to love us. I mean who wants to introduce a man who is not much to look at to a bunch of judgmental girlfriends?
By not allowing the Harrys into our lives, I do wonder whether we are denying our right to be truly loved Hollywood chick flick style. Think of how Harry loves Charlotte and all her neuroses. Her taking a chance on Harry, made me realise that my perfect man might not come wrapped up as a 6ft2 tall, dark and handsome but instead could be a quirky, cute adorable man.
I loved that Charlotte, who had married what she, and the majority of us women, considered her perfect match Trey; ended up happily married to a man she would normally not have looked at twice- her Harry.
So it is on this note that I am going to try and not judge a book by its cover or else I will miss my chance to meet my very own Harry who I know will really love me in a way that every woman deserves to be loved- unconditionally.
LSGS
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