Jessica’s story
At the age of 25 I’m looking the best I have ever done but I’m beginning to doubt myself. I mean how many more guys do I need to meet until I meet ‘The One’ or ‘Mr Right’? Is there even such thing? Or is it just a lie parents tell their little girls to make them think the world is a happy place where fairy tales come true and Prince Charming is out there waiting for you? I don’t even think I’ve been in love. I mean of course there’s been times where I’ve thought I might be but I soon realised it was more lust than anything. I get a lot of attention – at 5ft 8 with long light brown hair, tanned olive skin and the classic hourglass figure I get the feeling most men aren’t looking for a relationship when they look at me. I wouldn’t say I’m beautiful nor would I call myself ugly but with a largish nose I’ve never been the prettiest of girls. My big eyes and large mouth balance out my nose but it’s always been something I’ve never been completely happy with. Most men that capture my attention are tall, dark and handsome and when I say dark I mean dark. As a teen I always had a thing for black and mixed raced guys – I still do but now my types a little more open and personality attracts me more than anything. After graduating university I bought my own space and started my cake making business which had nothing to do with my degree in psychology.