The Difference between Emily and a Chick

By Emily C. Hinkle

It occurred to me this morning, while sipping on my coffee, that I had a chick flick moment without realizing it.  Here I was...9:30 in the AM and my mouth was watering, yearning for a good old fashioned gin and tonic, that it finally became clear, very clear, that something had just happened.   

Let me first explain that I don't by any means enjoy watching chick flicks.  I'd much rather stare at a blank movie screen for two or three hours…I'd probably gain plenty more insight by doing that.  Boy meets girl....boy falls in love with girl....girl is going to get married in 48 hours to someone else.  It's the same old story, only different actors/actresses playing the parts.  And it really pisses me off that some people really prefer watching this garbage over a good, quality film. I say, give me something that's going to rip my heart out and shove it right down my throat.  It makes me feel alive. 

And I really do feel sorry for you boys out there.  Most woman love the chick flicks.  They not only love them, but they really believe that "prince charming" is out there.  And not to say anything about you good guys out there....I know you exist.  But what these ladies don't get, the ones that live and die for a good chick flick that makes them feel all warm and fuzzy inside...is that the reason they are constantly disappointed with men is because LIFE IS NOT A MOVIE.  Let me repeat that, LIFE IS NOT A MOVIE.  Your expectations in men and in love can not be motivated or influenced by movies such as, but not limited to "What Women Want", "Sleepless in Seattle", "You've Got Mail" or the recently released "Sex and the City". 

If you enjoy these movies because they make you feel good...that's great.  It's just a difference of opinion.  All I'm saying here is...don't keep disappointing yourself over and over again because he doesn't chase after you once you've run away.  LIFE IS NOT A MOVIE.  Accept that true love may not exist.  I'm not telling you to give up on it, just know that if it doesn't happen for you....its okay.  Not everyone is meant to have that kind of lifestyle. 

Yes, I may have jumped the track a little from beginning to end, but back to my chick flick moment.  It happened much like it would in any chick flick...Girl meets boy, boy and girl kiss, boy tells girl that he's proposing to his new girl.  Of course, the details are vague, but they are insignificant because LIFE IS NOT A MOVIE.  The difference here is, I'm not going to write in my diary tonight and cry myself to sleep nor am I going to go out with my girlfriends and drink cosmopolitans nor am I going to fly across country and crash the wedding in a pink dress, with mud flung across the front and a broken heal from all of the chaos that occurred while trying to make it just in time only to realize that I was at the wrong wedding. 

In fact, I don't plan on doing anything at all but be happy.  Happy that it's not me up at that alter with a noose around my neck. Happy that someone has found true love. Happy that I love my little life just the way it is. I'm going to just go home, make that gin and tonic, put my feet up and watch "Magnolia" or "There Will Be Blood".   

And really....just think about it.  If some guy in a black trench coat held up a boom box outside your bedroom window, blasting Peter Gabriel's "In Your Eyes",  that wouldn't be romantic...it would be really, really creepy.

Editors Note...
Phoenix Body Mind and Soul is very active on MySpace and while I have an assistant who invites friends and reviews profiles, I actively participate as well and I actually take the time to look at our friends profiles, and I love to read as many blogs as I can squeeze in! More often than not, I find much wisdom, inspiration, or at least humor in much of the content I find there. I was particularly entertained by Emilys piece and am very grateful that she allowed us to publish it on our webzine.

Joy and Gratitude,
Crystal Achey, Publishing Editor