Four days ago, the name Samantha Brick was trending on Twitter. Not knowing who she was, I clicked on her name and was faced with a furore. The world was in a frenzy over this woman.
Why? For an article she wrote for The Daily Mail titled – ‘There are downsides to looking this pretty: why women hate me for being beautiful.’ The provocative title naturally raised my hackles. Brick tells us how she’s had fares paid for her, free champagne on a flight and free drinks bought to her table by unknown men because of her good looks.
Lucky b**ch. Although, I would be creeped out if random men wanted to pay for my train fare. I’d be wondering what they wanted in return. She’s also been dropped by her female friends for being pretty, and has been accused to having an affair with husbands. But it was this paragraph which offended me:
If you’re a woman reading this, I’d hazard that you’ve already formed your own opinion about me — and it won’t be very flattering. For while many doors have been opened (literally) as a result of my looks, just as many have been metaphorically slammed in my face — and usually by my own sex.
Now Brick. Hold on!
She trended for three days. THREE DAYS! As a Tweet-a-olic, I know that trends come and go in a matter of minutes. The fact that she trended for several days meant the Tweeps were furious. The question is, were they justified? There’s no doubt that Ms Brick is a pretty woman. That I don’t deny, but as a fellow sista, my objection is that we don’t like other beautiful women.
I felt sorry that her female boss felt threatened – could it be that it wasn’t her good looks, but it was the mere fact she was another women that could potentially be climbing the ranks? And as for having an affair? Could it be that her friend was just the jealous type anyway, or that there were deep-rooted problems in the marriage and it’s easier to blame Brick for their issues?
Yes – women are hard on other women. We can be bitchy and underhanded and awful human beings. I too have experienced this first hand and it isn’t nice. Thankfully, not from my female friends – but from two older ladies I used to catch the train with. It’s not because I think I’m attractive – far from it. I have no idea why, but my Mum tells me it’s because I’m young, a free spirit, and exciting. After all, I was about to climb to Everest Base Camp. And yes, my Mum thinks I’m beautiful.
Like many women, I’m riddled with insecurities and find it hard to understand why people call me pretty. Of course I’m secretly pleased – who isn’t? But at no point do I automatically think that women don’t like me because I’m deemed attractive. I surround myself with beautiful, intelligent women who like me wants fun, laughter, a bloody good time and a decent book. Am I intimated by them? Only when they get angry! Am I jealous of them? No. Envious – yes, but jealous – no. There is always someone who is going to be much funnier, stunning, intelligent than you.
I hate arrogance and Samantha Brick is arrogant. That is why I’m upset. I’m not offended by her good looks, the fact that she’s blond. Good for her for hitting 40 and still looking good. But please, don’t assume that people hate you because they’re jealous. Maybe it’s the air of superiority that’s the turn-off. We can spot someone who walks into the room and think they’re the bees knees a mile off. Beauty, they say, is in the eye of the beholder.
The Guardian’s Tim Dowling wrote a hilarious piece on why men hate him for his good looks.
She appeared on This Morning, defending herself and her article.
Brick has opened up an interesting discussion about women on other women. Are we confusing her self-belief and confidence as arrogance? Are women allowed to say they’re beautiful? Is this woman deluded?