A Fairytale Throwback: Of Wings and Women
By Alexa Day
The Royal Wedding was two weeks ago, and I still have jet lag. No one is ever going to mistake me for a morning person, but I joined the multitudes who got up well before dawn to watch the entire spectacle from beginning to fairytale carriage ride.
Wasn’t it a lovely day? The weather was close to perfect. A parade of fascinators bobbed across the screen for our perusal. We got to sing along with a gospel choir. Even Twitter sheathed its claws for 24 hours.
I might be the only person still working through jet lag from a virtual vacation, but I’m sure I’m not alone in wondering how I can preserve the spirit of love that sets hearts fluttering whenever Harry and Meghan are together. Like many other legendary couples (including Iman and David Bowie), the new Duke and Duchess of Sussex were introduced by a mutual friend. Maybe this is a way you can contribute to the love-in the world desperately needs right now. You’ve got friends, right? Some of them might be looking for love, right?
Ready to join the LadySmut League of Love Superheroes?
Start by learning to be the perfect wingwoman. With a little practice, you might be well on the way to being the guest of honor at someone else’s swanky wedding. Read on — this throwback instructional post will get you up and winging in no time.
Zig Ziglar had this to say about the fine art of having it all: “You can have everything in life you want, if you will just help other people get what they want.”
He probably wasn’t talking about being a wingwoman, but his message about service definitely applies.
What’s a wingwoman? Glad you asked.
The wingwoman accompanies a friend, either male or female, to a target-rich environment, to facilitate the friend’s meeting other people for fun, romance, and perhaps sexytimes.
A wingwoman’s job isn’t easy, although the best practitioners make it look that way. The real virtuosos are hard to find. In my time, I have known exactly three, two of whom have moved far enough away that I can no longer call on them when I need support.
I do think the requisite skills can be taught. It just takes a little patience.
Want to give it a whirl? Find yourself a single friend — for our purposes, I’m talking about another woman — and prepare to learn a thing or two about a thing or two.
The first thing to consider as you enter WingWorld? It isn’t about you. Indeed, if there are two of you, I think you are best served to take turns. You could either decide that one of you is going to be the wing all night long, or you can switch off as you go from place to place. But I’ve seen people try to wing for each other simultaneously, and it doesn’t work all that well.
Your job as the wing is to make sure your friend is getting what she wants. You’re not getting what you want for her. You’re not getting what you want, unless you just want her to be happy. You don’t even get to pick the place. All this is about your friend. Make sure you’re both dressed appropriately, and then let her lead.
Now that you know your role, let’s see how this plays out on the ground. Follow along with me, won’t you?
1. Show up a little early. If you’re at your destination on the early side, say during the beginning of happy hour, you’ll get a nice place to sit. Do not concern yourself with hanging out there for a long time after you are done eating. Smart bartenders don’t mind sharp-looking ladies chilling at the bar because we encourage sharp-looking fellas to buy themselves a drink and then to buy a little something for us. It’s Zig Ziglar’s theory in action.
Are you the sort of woman who insists on buying her own drinks? Don’t let me tell you to stop. I, however, am not that sort of woman, so you might need a couple of grains of salt to work with me.
2. Bend the conversation. Be open and welcoming to everyone. Converse. Flirt. Have fun. But remember your job. Tell him what you do, but play up your friend’s job. Accept a compliment about that dazzling choker; you borrowed it from your bud. Try to be subtle. Bend the conversation, but don’t force it. Your friend has likely joined the conversation at the same time you did, but remember — your job is to serve.
3. Check in. I mentioned a moment ago that this is not about what you want for your friend; it’s about what your friend wants. I see way too many wingwannabes trying to steer their friends toward men in whom their friends have no interest at all. That’s kind of like what the Urban Dictionary calls a Bowling Ball Present: something you give another person that’s really intended for you. It’s obnoxious. Checking in with your friend from time to time ensures that she is getting the intended search results.
4. Consider your exit strategy, or as they say in the Thunderdome: Two women enter, one woman leaves. If you have accomplished your mission and introduced your friend to the hottie of her choosing, it’s time for you to get out of the way. Be delicate. In my experience as the wingwoman, I’ve found it effective to wait until my friend’s new friend gets up for some reason (like the bathroom). During his absence, I check in with my friend and take my leave if she’s all set. I’ve fallen back on the legendary early meeting. If it looks like the two of them are moving on to the next bar, I’ve noped out to leave them alone.
Exit strategy is not without risk.
If your friend is too inebriated to effectively participate in exit strategy, you don’t go anywhere (except to take her home). If your friend is not enthusiastic about exit strategy, you don’t exit. If you have intuition that risk exists, you declare this. If you do exit, you do still have to check in, both during the course of the evening and at an appropriate time in the morning. It is impossible to eliminate risk in our world, but risk can be reduced to manageable levels.
5. Celebrate. If you reached the exit successfully, it’s time to start thinking about your turn. Maybe next time she’s your wing. If you’re not in the market for free-range gentlemen, maybe you just make her buy the drinks and tell those secrets.
Either way, isn’t volunteering grand?
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