It’s happening. Across college campuses everywhere… The Pick Me girl is defrosting. Scary, I know.
A recent phenomenon, the Pick Me Girl is what we here at the Pinky Toe Paper can only describe as a female who fucking lives for the male gaze. They’re “not like other girls.” Internalized misogyny is a bitch, ain’t it.
Anyway, as temperatures steadily rise across America, so do sea levels, and Pick Me Girl behavior. Rooftop bars, beaches, and (ugh) frat darties are especially vulnerable to infestations. **DISCLAIMER** The Pinky Toe strongly condemns partying in a pandemic.
They’re out on the prowl for men, sipping mimosas while complaining about their non-existent stomach rolls while wearing a crop top. They’re telling the guy they’re snap chatting that they don’t hang out with other girls because it’s “too much drama.” Usually this includes a butterfly filter over the face of some sort, a Pick Me Girl calling card.
This summer, check yourself for Pick Me Girl behavior. And as always, if you see something, say something.
The Pinky Toe Pick Me Girl Report Hotline™ will be functioning 24/7, so give us a call.
Stay safe out there.