Le Joie De Vivre

I don’t know about you, but as of late I have wafted the pungent smell of desperation in the air, and unfortunately it’s coming from those sporting a double X chromosome. Yes ladies I’m talking about you, desperation it seems, is creeping all over Sydney and it’s taking form in the most unexpected of places.

I know some of you are holding on to the full blown belief that you’re making ‘fashion’ statements in your barely there LBD, that you’re making your eyes ‘pop’ in that hue of blue eye shadow, or that just because he is ‘out of town’ you will text him (this text is following that brief encounter on the dance floor on Saturday). JUST STOP.

Let’s be honest hot thangs, you’re trying to snatch yourself a man and well basically your going about it in ALL the wrong way. A man sees the equivalent of your blue eye shadow desperation and he categorises you into the ‘F is for Fun and F Buddy’ manila folder within his brain. What’s that you don’t believe us? Just ask Bad Boy Steve Santagati.

Let me put it this way if there is anything I have learnt about the male species in my current investigate roll, it is that one should be the exact opposite of desperate; in actual fact one should be the calmest of calms. Unfortunately many pretty ladies lack this fruitful knowledge and that is why we here at The Toast have made an executive decision (made on the dance floor last Saturday), to dedicate a piece on this desperado nature. Because let’s face it, as calm as we want to be after the first encounter with cute coffee boy, who we swear we shared a genuine connection with; our actions often reflect those of a crazed teenage pop fan. In conclusion, not cool.

Enter the French gemstone that is ‘Le Joie de Vivre’. To many it might appear to be just another French phrase much like that of the overused Carpe Diem. But lets face it the French have not failed us yet, I mean hello do you not know where the croissant comes from? This French philosophy of Le Joie de Vivre, is something which I live by and whole heartedly believe is one of the keys to attracting the opposite sex, leaving the desperation at the doorstep and saying bon voyage to all uncertainty. So what exactly is this Joy of Living? Glad you asked, but I was going to tell you anyway.

Just the other day as I strolled up George St. I was loving the unexpected hot weather, loving the fact that I had just finished my gruelling yet rewarding 55-minute spin class and loving the fact that the tunes on my iPod were of a superior standard. The males of Sydney were noticing the extra bounce in my step, two compliments by the George and Park St scramble crossing, one by the bus stop and an ego-boosting amount of looks. Now just a note to all readers; I was not wearing a barely there LBD, I was not sporting blue eye shadow and I was most definitely not texting a jet setting man. Instead I was experiencing the Joy of Living; there is nothing more attractive in a woman than being confident, happy and in control of her destiny. I was just happy to be there in that moment and in turn giving out great energy.

So next time you feel the need to act like that 15 year old ‘Backstreet Boy’ fan, reassess and realise that what you have got around you is exquisite. There is no need to be desperate with the men who come into your life, they will feel your Joie de Vivre, and great things will come of it. - Agi