Today’s broad:
Would never be caught speaking the words “that’s hot.”
Doesn’t own any pairs of Manolo Blahniks.
Uses salty language, especially around men.
Developed her brain and talents and flirtiness, in part because she couldn’t coast on her looks alone.
Doesn’t watch her cholesterol or have her body mass index measured.
Can probably be found right now in a back room somewhere playing poker and smoking cigars with the boys.
Can kick your ass, and mine.
Is not the librarian with glasses and her hair in a bun who then tosses her glasses and shakes out her hair to lure a man. She’s the librarian. Period.
She’s not the superhero/martial arts heroine who beats the guy at his own game and then lets him “take” her. She’s the one who beats the guy at his own game. Period.
Knows who she is, and so no one would think of asking her to be something she’s not.