The Sexiest Man Alive is a Georgetown alum.
Georgetown men, the cat's out of the bag - we know you can do it. BCoops is proof that men who go to this school can, in fact, be really really ridiculously goodlooking. I'm talking about heterosexual men here, because we already know The Geighs are good looking. I mean really, I walked into a house party once, the summer after my freshman year, and spotted two REALLY cute guys...and then they started kissing each other. I mean I'm happy that they're happy but they're still happy and I'm still single, so, there's that.
Maybe BCoops drained all the sexiness out of this place. The man just oozes hotness. But it's cold and rainy and gross here, and as a result most of us (male and female) are currently oozing other things. GET IT TOGETHER PEOPLE I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT.
I would remiss to say that the men are the only ones to blame here. If I see one more girl looking like she crawled out of a gutter (or an Ed Hardy store, or New Jersey, all the same thing) whining about how "It's just NOT a daaaaaayyyyting school" I might actually cry. I've dated a handful of different guys here - not because I am anywhere close to the female equivalent of Bradley Cooper, but because I go out in the world and meet people, and I occasionally even have my act together, and I'm a girl, so it just kinda works out.
Story time. My freshman year, I really wanted to be in a sorority. So I joined one. But it wasn't really a sorority. There was no dressing up. No tailgates. No rush/pledge process, or real friendliness, or chapter meetings. Most of the girls seemed sort of sad, or bitter even, and it weirded me out (not to mention that the president at that time was basically Kim Jong Il minus the fashion sense). I bailed after one semester, kept the few friends I met through the group (who are WONDERFUL - where I met them is no reflection at all on who they are), and never looked back. I now live in an apartment with five other girls who I love dearly, and all of us have unique interests. We are each involved in the school and in DC at large in very different ways- what matters is that we are all invested in this community and trying to make a positive difference. The lesson is that the women who connect through whining are kind of insufferable, but the women who actually go out and do things in the world are the ones who get it right.
This turned out being way more philosophical than I ever intended. More or less I just want to marry Bradley Cooper, and so does every other straight girl, so we should step up our game. And GU men, BCoops set the bar reeeeeaaaaally high for you, so yeah yall better step it up, too.
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