Don’t get me wrong! I could enjoy a Superman or Batman movie with the most dedicated of comic book fans…oooh-ing as Batman overpowered six men with a gadget he pulled from the his uber-trendy batbelt….
However, I couldn’t really believe these guys actually existed until I moved to the District and was introduced to an elite group of ruthlessly ambitious, sharply educated, unrelentingly aggressive, and fabulously dressed…superwomen.
These women were unique brand of bio woman who had fearlessly gone to war with the old boys network (and won), busted a big wide hole in the glass ceiling (without breaking a nail), and overcome a system that favors neckties (over Nine West).
These women were unique brand of bio woman who had fearlessly gone to war with the old boys network (and won), busted a big wide hole in the glass ceiling (without breaking a nail), and overcome a system that favors neckties (over Nine West).
And Ms. Diva – the shortest friend in my network of homegirls but the one designated as having the largest ambition – was a part of this exclusive sorority.
She was deputy director over a government agency, managed a staff of 75 people, sat on a Fortune 500 Board, traveled every other month to broker deals internationally, and was under the age of 30…
She was what most young boys wants to be, and what most old men had never been….a woman equal to a man, and relentlessly aggressive....
Dating in DC had been an interesting rollercoaster ride for Ms Diva who was constantly meeting gentleman who thought they wanted a Bonnie to their Clyde…
Cue Jay-Z and Beyonce.... "all I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend...down to ride to the very end, is me and my...”
What these men really wanted, though, was a Stewart…as in Martha Stewart…or a stay-at-home, raise-my-kids, support-my-endeavors, but don’t-get-a-job type of woman…
Ms. Diva was about her business, and bake sale didn't make her short list…
So she settled on spending intimate nights with her Macbook, stroking the keyboard lightly with her fingertips, and gazing longingly at the screen wishing - like Geppetto did Pinnochio - that her computer was a "real boy!"
Her computer - unlike most DC men - was unimpressed with her ambition and unaffected by her drive. So she decided to take her relationship to a deeper level, decided to use her Macbook to assist her with stripping herself of her identity, undressing any title association with her name, and connecting herself with a profile on a hook-up website that only asked two questions, what's your screen name and how do you look?
In which she responded...
Username: PintSizedPrincess69
And then she had posted nude pictures and sat back as the responses rolled in. Initially, she enjoyed meeting nameless men who were outside of her DC network, and who were able to introduce her to the most discrete locations around DC until....
....I got a midday phone call...
So she settled on spending intimate nights with her Macbook, stroking the keyboard lightly with her fingertips, and gazing longingly at the screen wishing - like Geppetto did Pinnochio - that her computer was a "real boy!"
Her computer - unlike most DC men - was unimpressed with her ambition and unaffected by her drive. So she decided to take her relationship to a deeper level, decided to use her Macbook to assist her with stripping herself of her identity, undressing any title association with her name, and connecting herself with a profile on a hook-up website that only asked two questions, what's your screen name and how do you look?
In which she responded...
Username: PintSizedPrincess69
And then she had posted nude pictures and sat back as the responses rolled in. Initially, she enjoyed meeting nameless men who were outside of her DC network, and who were able to introduce her to the most discrete locations around DC until....
....I got a midday phone call...
"I'm late." she hissed into the phone.
"To what?"
"My funeral." she shouted sarcastically. "What the heck do you think, Bree! This hook-up shit has got me caught up."
An hour later, I tried to be patient as she snatched the paper bag out my hand containing two pregnancy tests…tried to be calm as she sat on her toilet smoking cigarettes and sipping a Corona as we watched carefully for one pink line or two….AND tried to ignore the desperation in her voice as she recounted how after about 25 sexual experiences the condom had broken on the 26th time....
The test results came back 10 minutes later...
...and Diva pulled up her pants, adjusted her tailor-made Gucci suit, and pitched her cigarette in the toilet and flushed…
...and Diva pulled up her pants, adjusted her tailor-made Gucci suit, and pitched her cigarette in the toilet and flushed…
“So, what are you gonna do?” I asked…
“Bree, I can’t think about this shit right now. It’s already 5:00, and I got a 5:30 dinner meeting.”
As I watched Diva walk out of her bathroom, I couldn’t help but wonder why none of the SHEROES – Superwoman, Wonderwoman, or Catwoman - ever had a man…
In wanting to succeed at the highest level, and in pursuing that which the average man wasn’t able to achieve, would Ms. Diva be forced to make a decision no man would ever be forced to make?
Could Diva still be a heroine with a baby in tow?
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What about Storm of the X-Men or Captian Marvel II now known as Ion?? I would think they counts as a SHERO's? Anyway back to regularly scheduled commenting, I think "Ms. Diva" can accomplish many things with a baby in tow. It's all about decision making, had she not posted those pictures which elicited those certain kind of responses would she come to this same result. I highly doubt it, she "made her bed, and now has to sleep in it" its up to her how she wants to move forward, and based on her track record of decisions I think her career will be put before her child.
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ReplyDeleteI think what Diva did was indicative of what most women do in DC that feel alone, reach out and grasp an artificial means of connecting. Though sex was what she was soliciting, what she really wanted was that human connection, a validation from someone else that she was still present and still wanted. What she wanted was the confirmation that she was desirable. Most superwomen are able to do alot of things, but making someone else fall in love with them is not one of them.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Anonymous, except that you can’t MAKE anyone fall in love with you. I’m sure there was someone who was in love with Big City Superwoman. There are lots of superwomen who have men at home, they don’t talk about them and it should not be public information. Home is home and work is work. Those are women who were able to separate home from work. Big City Superwoman was looking for love in all the wrong places. She was trying to hurry it up by just looking for a feeling. It is more than a feeling. It is a knowing. Slow down…when superwomen slow down a bit, the man finds them. Looking does not mean you take the first thing who finds you, and you don’t “chew your food twice” meaning go backwards to something you feel comfortable with just because its there. That means you’ll get used.
ReplyDeleteI think most superwomen, like most supermen, may neglect what is most important - spiritual health- which stabilizes such emotional highs and lows. Sometimes true success doesn't come from possessions and $ especially when your soul is burning -- literally and figuratively. True happiness aka joy happens in the soul. Most superwomen trade in that joy for temporal wealth and a definition of success that doesn't really exist and they find themselves trying to gain what they have lost (or traded) through other means like charity, promiscuity or several quick non-commital relationships, This is just another way of saying: "success can't purchase happiness" which is all so cliche but true.With SUPERwomen/men,balance is usually lacking which is why it is good to be careful of anything that is not in total moderation -- that's my mantra I say to myself often. :)
ReplyDeleteNeal, it sounds like you are saying Ms. Diva is selfish in her decisionmaking.I actually think her child would come first because she has to RAISE IT...a great reality in choice. If she was presented to make the same choice about a man in her life, I doubt that she would want to raise him so although I can see the dilemma, I fail to see the connection. Gauging by your comment, you are insenuating that her track record of decisionmaking has something to do with her inability to give a relationship a definitive try. In other words, Ms. Diva is somehow too selfish about her career to stabilize a relationship with a man. Is that what you think?
i want to meet ms diva :P
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