No Scrub, and No Strings, Please

Blonde Ambiton #24: The Rebound, Scrubs and Strings...
     The legendary '90's girl band, TLC, sang those now infamous lyrics way back in that long-repressed era, the 1990's. The song was 'No Scrub', and it quickly became an anthem for women everywhere who insisted that men who were 'scrubby' stayed well clear of them. TLC taught chickies everywhere that unless a guy has the goods (and I don't mean simply financially), he should be sent on his way without a backward glance.

    Before He's Just Not That Into You, before Sex and the City, even before hapless TV psychologists dominated every channel, TLC were on our screens teaching us all that 'scrub' just isn't alright. Now, more than ever, empowered girls are heeding that wise message.

   That leads me to add that as a newly single girl, I also 'don't want no scrub'... or strings, for that matter, at least for now.

    Life on the rebound isn't all dancing until you fall down with exhaustion and flirting your butt off with every half decent piece of meat who wanders into your sight. It's about re-establishing your independence, branching out, dating new people casually in an effort to remember who you were before you got shackled however willingly to another person.

    I'm enjoying being on the rebound, even though there is indeed a lot of scrub out there. I get all my aggressiveness out on horseback, smacking around a small white ball as if it is solely that ball's fault that my relationship died and that the world isn't perfect. This leaves me feeling refreshed. The opportunity to flirt endlessly with sensational men has filled me with a sense of elan, which in turn has made me look better than ever.

    I've recieved more invites to "have a few drinks" in the last six days than I have in the last nine months! Men I always thought were beautiful but untouchable are no available on my menu... though I wish they didn't all come with a side of either strings or shackles!

    I just want to have fun, dance and flirt and dance some more. I want to surround myself with beautiful, witty men who look lovely, and are charming, who flatter me all night long, and who go home when I'm bored of them. Bring on the rebound! But PS, hell no to the scrub!!!