It's Funny Because It's True

I am somewhat ashamed that my first post as a blushing, pure-hearted bride is going to be about sex jokes and barflies. But things are what they are.

Several years ago, while watching "Scrubs," I laughed particularly hard during the scene where Carla realized the amazing power of her engagement ring.... to turn men off. Just for some context, watch this:



Funny, right? Oh back then, sitting in my recliner munching popcorn and wearing my own stylin scrubs to get in the mood, I basically fell out of my chair laughing, but now I let out a more subdued chuckle as I reluctantly acknowledge: It's true. Before I go on, I'll clarify: I LOVE being the fiancee, the betrothed, the beloved of my amazing man. He's the only man I want for the rest of my life. But, I may be admitting conceit in saying this, I have always enjoyed the attention I get from guys. Even guys I would NEVER consider dating. Is that horrible? I'm no show-stopper, but I am very tall (5'11") and much more confident than I used to be in my teenage wallflower days, so I tend to stand out (or stick out like a sore thumb, whichever perspective you prefer).

On any given night out at any of the skeezy dive bars in my old college town, it would always happen the same way: Some drunken Todd (for it seems all of those guys shared that name) would look at me and realize that I was at his eye level or above. His eyes would go directly from my face to my feet to see whether I was in heels or flats (no need to stop at anything in between--nothin' to see there!!). After literally sizing me up, he would generally stumble over and attempt to flirt. Last weekend, I went to a similarly skeezy bar and the eyes of any man who happened to look my way went straight from my face to the third finger of my left hand. They saw a shiny ring and wandered off to bother some other unsuspecting woman.

Why, you may ask, am I complaining about NOT receiving this type of (honestly, demeaning) attention anymore? It's just like the Carla situation in the video above!! Carla would never go for Todd, she still wanted to feel like she was attractive to the opposite sex, and as annoying as those encounters may be, they gave her a little thrill of "Yeah, I've still got it!" I'm more or less the same way. At the same time, it's not like I'm starving for compliments in my relationship now-- my fiance showers me with them on a daily basis. Women.

So what do you think? Am I just trying to feed my ego, or is there a mindset change required to adapt to being completely"spoken for?"