Edited By: Avni Gupta
āMen always say that as the defining compliment, donāt they? Sheās a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like sheās hosting the worldās biggest culinary gang bang while somehow maintaining a size 2, because Cool Girls are above all hot. Hot and understanding. Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I donāt mind, Iām the Cool Girl.āĀ
If you know where this is from, I applaud you for having watched or read one of the most relevant and intense narratives of our time.Ā
This snippet from Gone Girl is placed in the backdrop of an intense struggle of a (problematic af) woman to break free from the prison her relationship put her in. The same relationship she went into pretending to be the ācool girlā that her now-husband would pick over other women.Ā
The term ānot like the other girlsā (NLOG), or āmanic pixie dream girlā, ācool girlā, āone of the guysā in further niches has popped around everywhere since 2016, and is only now being brought to the analytical attention of several creators and individuals. These terms are used in predominantly two contexts- self-deprecating and self-appreciating. I will focus on the latter.Ā
This self-appreciating context paints a superior image of the women who own the label. Because we have so distinctly defined what it is like to be a āgirlā, some women who do not conform, want to own that difference, and wear it like a badge of honor, holding it over others (characteristic of an NLOG), rather than shy away from society. When looked specifically from the point of view of the male gaze, NLOGs have an advantage, because they are different, unique, better than the supposed rest of their inferior sex. Here, nonconformity is rewarded with appreciation from the male gaze.Ā Ā
Some women, to gain male attention, may claim to ānot be like other girlsā, as shown by Amy Dunne in the previous ācool girl monologueā. Heteronormativelly, this makes them more desirable by men because they reject typically feminine (thus āinferiorā) ideals of liking makeup, dressing up, being soft spoken and polite.Ā After all, they have to out-do their competition in some way, right? Because apparently, we are living in a social ecosystem where the āsurvival of the fittestā instinct takes over us and we degrade ourselves by disrespecting our true nature, and other women by calling them inferior, all to get romantic or sexual validation.Ā
But what happens when we go to the other extreme? When we see NLOGs everywhere around us, even among women who are simply living their lives? I have seen women online getting bashed and shamed for not partaking in traditionally āfeminineā activities, people claiming that they are trying to get male attention by being a āpick meā. That is when I realize that we have come full circle. We hate each other and we donāt even love ourselves.Ā Ā
Why can’t we just let each other be? What is this intense need to put women down and lift ourselves up by pretending to be someone else, by shaming women who don’t like traditionally feminine things for doing it for male attention? Why can’t the actual narrative ever be about us? Why have we so blatantly declared the confines of femininity, so much so that there is barely space for anyone? Why is there always some form of scrutiny involved, from members and non-members of our community?Ā
Just being, finding oneself, discovering oneās true calling, what really moves one becomes additionally disconcerting when the background of convoluted expectations from others and oneself play such an important role in driving our identity-discovery. Uniqueness is used to differentiate yourself from the crowd, but in this case is also used to claim to be superior to other women. How does this make sense? Aren’t we all different from each other?Ā Ā
In conclusion: you are not like the other girls. You are not like other people. This is a fact. Now go find how.Ā