and this fairytale did not have a happy ending...

for those who've been folowing the local reality tv EYE FOR A GUY...
last nite the bachelorette, denise keller, revealed her pick on the guy who'd go to europe with her...
and she went with the obvious choice... the smart, suave and successful, wolfgang...
(yup caucasian.. but the other candidate was american chinese.. so i'm not really gonna talk about foreign talents and lousy singaporean men...heh)
wolfgang... what's there not to like... i can sum it up in a few words.. handsome, shops for gifts at CARTIER... enough to get my thumbs up already.. BUT inside sources tell me that he's a jerk... well, the exact words from the source would be, BASTARD... so i was actually rooting for the other fella... poor howard...
not coz i'm terribly concerned with denise's happiness... (despite the semi first name basis... i don't know her personally.. heh... but i'm sure she's a fren of some fren... by a few degrees of separation...)

back to my story... yes, howard... the guy who could make denise laugh, and feel 'like a girl'... he honestly went all out trying to win the girl... but it was not meant to be... and it just proves the point that we live in a superficial world... coz apparently his huge personality does not make up for the lack in height.. and his err.. chinese mug...
and perhaps it shows that great friends can only make great friendships... ultimately, love is about chemistry and the spark that sets the butterflies a flutter...

can u blame her? if i were her (prior to hearing that wolfgang's a jerk... it amazes me how you can really be so put off by things that you hear by word of mouth...) i would have gone with wolfgang... i mean honestly, if you choose a sense of humour over good looks and style... you'll end up with a good laugh over ur crappy presents...

i will not leave any incriminating evidence behind... but just think for a moment.. (this is to all my gal pals..) take away all the perks that comes with ur bfrens... and just think... will a sense of humour sustain you on that train ride out of admiralty.. or wld you rather the car over personality anytime?

the real question is... would you choose looks over money?