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20 January 2011 @ 10:41 pm
another surprising romantic tale!  
Picture this: two consultants walking down the hall. The man is tall and slim, close-cropped hair and glasses that are neither horrendous or particularly stylish. The woman is a lot shorter, unstyled hair in a scrunchie (!), wearing a backpack and a white coat (!!) (no qualified doctor wears a white coat here, it's an American thing. We think it's WEIRD). This is the story of their romance.

He was a reg, she was an intern. Everyone thought she was nerdy, and in a bunch of doctors, that is saying something. Then, as now, she wore a backpack and carried highlighters to use when making notes in the chart. (By all accounts, she highlights really important words like 'and'.) No makeup, clothes that might have been chosen by her blind mother in 1984. (Not that he's much better, as he wears a fleece sweater under his suit jacket, but still. SCRUNCHIES.)

One day he receives a consult from her - a consult being an internal letter written from one team (like Neurology) to another (like Cardiology) asking them to see a patient with a problem dealt with by the other speciality. Instead of 'dear cardiology, thank you for seeing this eighty-five year old lady with multiple co-morbidities', he finds a love letter from her, asking him to ask her out.

He's a cool dude and she is ... not. All his friends start to josh him about it, until he pipes up and says, "But I really, really like her."

Even now, I don't get it. There may be more to life, and love, than looks, but that's a bit like pointing out that the Pope took a vow of poverty when he was ordained. Just how far can a good - not a great, not a witty, not a dazzling - personality take you, exactly?!

Also, MISFITS! Relatedly - because no one on it, with the exception of Robert Sheehan, is actually good looking. (You can try and tell me Alisha is beautiful all you want, I can see her. She is supremely average.) Yet they fall in love and lust. I remember one scene where something thinks Kelly is beautiful and I just went, "Whoa, I'm kind of hard on myself." (On the other hand, no one has ever told me I'm beautiful. Maybe I should pay someone to. Clear up the issues a bit or something.)

Seriously, though, SHOW ME THE MONEY FIC!

(Also, my current music. I always thought that was my favourite love song, but it turns out it's a song about me. If I ever got married, like in an alternate universe, I'd probably play this walking down the aisle. Just so he couldn't say I didn't warn him.)
 
 
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Harry's complete lack of ducks: Misfits: Misfitsharriet_vane on January 20th, 2011 11:13 pm (UTC)
If R.Sheehan weren't so pretty he'd have been strangled to death by now. It's an evolutionary survival adaptation. I would totally hit it with Curtis or Iwan or Alisha, though. I can't understand a word Kelly says, so I don't think that's a good basis for a relationship.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: disco ballscoradh on January 20th, 2011 11:17 pm (UTC)
uuuughhh I am so put off by Curtis' teeth, lol. (The scars of four years of braces methinks.) I think you could totally have the banter with RoShee though. (I know someone called Donal Sheehan and we call him DoShee, so.) He certainly doesn't self-censor at all, but I am almost 100% certain that's an Irish thing.

lol Kelly. She does exemplify a whole subsection of English accents, though. Either it's her actual accent or she's really, really good at mimicry. :D
winstonmomwinstonmom on January 20th, 2011 11:15 pm (UTC)
It goes without saying that you fall in love with the person as a whole instead of just with how the person looks. I think sometimes we are really harsh in how we judge others. I will prefer a not so hot guy versus an ass that may think he is doing me a favor dating me or viceversa. Sadly this realization comes with maturity.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: owlsscoradh on January 20th, 2011 11:18 pm (UTC)
I agree with this, at least in principle, but I still wonder how much of it is guided by subconscious bias based on appearance.
cleodoxa: lady in blackcleodoxa on January 20th, 2011 11:43 pm (UTC)
Lol I thought so many romantic cliches were built on the idea that there's someone for everyone, love is blind and almost random a la Cupid's arrow etc. Not being funny, but it's like you've never heard of all that. Sure, a lot of media sells romance as something glossy and "objectively" sexually attractive but you only have to look around you to see that people don't uphold those standards in reality. It might be nicer to look at as entertainment and so on, but the idea of only beautiful/stunningly charismatic people being loved, solely out of merit, isn't actually romantic at all. Most people don't have personalities or looks that are just so completely undeniably great they'll get them anywhere and anyone they want, so they neither can afford, or, mostly, want to hold out for someone who does. People like the idea of being accepted and valued for their not-so-great self. And no one really is that great, and people do get together, so whether it makes sense or not, it seems the logical conclusion is that a not great personality takes you as far as you need to go.

I didn't get Robert Sheehan for ages, he just annoyed me! Now I do, which is kind of annoying in itself. I think they cast quite well; watchability and believability both being an issue. I think Alisha is pretty, at least. I'm not sure if it's going to turn into a real fandom yet, it seems to be sort of hovering.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Fooish: yellow doughnutscoradh on February 1st, 2011 10:47 am (UTC)
so whether it makes sense or not, it seems the logical conclusion is that a not great personality takes you as far as you need to go.

I think that's the basis of my, very idiosyncratic admittedly, problem. I have this absolute horror and loathing of 'settling' - which is obviously what you must do when you are 'not that great'. You're not going to get George Clooney. (A dude I have never understood the attraction of, actually.) I want a guy that's good-looking, tall, clever, witty, funny, well-educated, smart and fashionable. I think it's obvious that I won't get this him if I'm not in all parts equal. So when I see people bucking this trend I'm both puzzled and hideously disappointed.

Alisha, oh I used to say back to all the dudes rhapsodising of her beauty, "she's not. Average with a capital A." dgi. :/

Yeah, I tried out an idea for a fic, but it's hard to work around the canon, and apparently Robert is leaving the show?? There goes my focus of boy-touching interest. :(
murklins: alivemurklins on January 21st, 2011 01:14 am (UTC)
I read this week that scrunchies might be coming back into fashion. PERISH THE THOUGHT.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Fashion: bead braceletsscoradh on February 1st, 2011 10:42 am (UTC)
YOU!!!!!!!! HI. HI.

They said that about brogues, too, but I came around to the idea and now own a pair. :/ I am so easily swayed. Next stop, Scrunchyville.
murklins: pjsmurklins on February 3rd, 2011 10:22 pm (UTC)
ME, I KNOW! HI!

I am so unfashionable that I had to google brogues. I missed both their earlier popularity and their more recent revival. Excellent. This must be what happens when you work from home and have no reason to ever buy shoes. Or, for that matter, clothes.
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on February 8th, 2011 12:09 pm (UTC)
Please tell me you at least have a Snuggie. If I worked from home I would have one in ALL THE COLOURS. :D
Blindmouse: marcieblindmouse on January 21st, 2011 02:09 am (UTC)
Dude. I LOVE scrunchies.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: disco ballscoradh on February 1st, 2011 10:41 am (UTC)
... YMMV? :D?
ravurian: hugh dancyravurian on January 21st, 2011 11:58 pm (UTC)
Ha. Your knickers are showing, love. Insecurity is almost universally unattractive, and confidence - especially the kind that would risk writing a love letter disguised as a consult, with all the potential humiliation that could arise should things go awry - deserves reward. So she's not fashionable? So what. Sounds like she doesn't need props to shore-up her self-worth - there's a kind of 'fuck it, why not?' attitude there that's hugely admirable. I for one am in awe. For years I had this stupid idea of perfectibility - if I lose this weight, dress this way, say these things, then according to all equations I will meet someone and be happy. Or something (I've never tried to articulate it particularly before). The thing is, all these ifs and ands add up to a performance, and the relationships are therefore performative and a strain and buckle easily when you both realise that you're neither of you who you pretended to be. Your girl should be giving seminars, not subjected to petty gossip and incredulous stares.

You'll probably find as you get older that your definitions of beauty change, and that they'll widen rather than narrow. Speed the day, eh?

Mind you, I say all of this as a ridiculously attractive person, you understand (haha).
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Fooish: pink party dressscoradh on February 1st, 2011 10:49 am (UTC)
if I lose this weight, dress this way, say these things, then according to all equations I will meet someone and be happy. Or something (I've never tried to articulate it particularly before).
I'm still there. It never seems to be enough, so clearly, I have not done enough. Plus - as I said above - if you decide, for example, to slob out and become grossly fat and wear trakkies 24/7, as this is 'you', you pretty much deserve getting someone who's the same. That's the other side of the equation. I'd rather try and fail than settle. *continues to fail, abysmally*