On a recent girl’s night out on the town, I found myself in a palatial hôtel particulier off Paris’ fashionable Avenue Montaigne. The place was swarming with well-dressed older men just jonesing for their next Russian girlfriend. I was happy because the bar flowed with pink champagne and there were pimped out neon lights making it seem like a disco instead of an 18th-century mansion.

The party was technically an art opening for an Iranian painter, but, as usual the guests were only mildly concerned with the art. I met a man who was about to pack his bags for the Cannes Film Festival. He needed a companion/escort, and I guess he thought I would leap at an invitation. Some men can be so narcissistic that they delude themselves into believing that just because they are interested in a girl, she will automatically be in love with them. I suppose it is a good system in the end: then, if a girl refuses, the man simply tells himself: “Poor girl — clearly she is a depressive type and does not want to progress in her life.”

Next time someone rejects you, take it from a first-class creeper and say, “Wow, they have such unresolved childhood issues that they are afraid to be with the man (or woman) of their dreams.”

- Haley Hogan

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