What are they like?
I am the only woman on the set of the film I am working on just now. There is a make up designer, and a wardrobe person, but, they are located away from us... so, during the shoot, unless called for, you don't see them. I am there, 12-16 hours a day, with up to 18 men, the only XX chromosome human there.
A discussion started among the boys the other day, about who they were going out with, who they want to go out with, blah blah blah, that started after one scene was shot that discusses a strip club. Now, this scene describes a very unattractive stripper, and how drunk one character was when he was with her. They all said how you'd have to be drunk to go out with an unattractive girl.
I raised the question of looks...
"It's true then, boys do care about how you look... it's not the "Oh, I really want someone I can love and laugh with" and all of that. If you were looking at personal ads, and one said, "I am of average looks, bright, witty, and fun to be around" and one said, "I am beautiful.", who would you contact?"
They all hemmed and hawed, and finally said, "The second one."
Not even the age so much as the looks. All of that stuff about being average is okay is a huge lie, perpetuated by mothers.
Boys want girls to be pretty, and girls kill themselves to do just that. At every age. They check out the other girls and wonder, "Do I look better than her? Is my skin as nice? Does my ass look good in these pants? (poor boys! How often do you get glared at for giving the wrong answer for that question?) Occasionally, they will flirt with the girl who was born 35, the Jo March (think Little Women) girls of the world, however, they are filler material.
Let the Amy March come along (sorry, I just re-read Little Women), the flighty, pretty, girly girl, and they are off with the hunting pack.
Boys are liars. And stupid sometimes. Not all of them, thank heavens.... still, enough to have made a difference in my life. Enough to make me wary.
I can't just blame boys, girls do it too, to their friends, to their daughters.... pretty rules the day.
And that, my friends, is how it goes.