Blonds have more fun
Ummmmm, thanks. I think.
I'm fun. I really am. I AM! Aren't I?!?!
Face-to-face, I guess I come across as fairly serious. In fact, sometimes people have a hard time knowing when I'm joking. I'm not the most extroverted person, especially in social situations, preferring instead to sit back and observe. It's not that I don't often have something to say; I usually have much more to say than I am willing to articulate. Yes, there is a constant stream of sarcastic commentary running through my head, but I save that for my closest friends and family as well as complete strangers on the Internet.
Guys say they want a girl with a brain. Why then, am I ten times more successful (at bars) when I pretend to be the happy, ditzy, clueless Valley Girl type?
Curiosa the Valley Girl:
My name is like wow! Curiosa and I live in Stockholm. I study here, and like, sumtimes go to work. Its a awesum city. Like, there's lots to do. I live downtown. I can dig bein' in thuh middle of thin's. That's so cool! Gag me with a pitchfork! So, mostly, what do you do? You know, like, it's totally class to meet a real Swede!
Curiosa as myself:
Hej! Jag heter Curiosa och jag bor här i Stockholm. Jag jobbar och pluggar här. Jag tycker mycket om Stockholm. Mycket att göra! Det är jätte kul att bo i stan! Så vad gör du? Det är inte så ofta att man träffar en riktig svensk (eftersom alla mina vänner kommer från andra länder).
Note the English (kind of) in the first approach, and the svengelska in the second version. The first one is ALWAYS (not that it happens very often) more successful, and leaves me worn out and ready to go home and go to bed, even though my chances of going home alone on those evenings is much less than when I am "Curiosa as myself."
Maybe it's just the impression it gives off. But let's just say that personally, the line "So what's your favorite book?" is going to go a lot further than "Hey baby, what's your sign?"