The app, released last Friday, purports to help men pick up any one of 24 types of women, such as the "sorority girl," "cougar," "rebound girl" or "punk rock girl." Users can choose the type of woman they have their eye on, then get coached on facts that might be useful, such as computing a carbon footprint to impress "the treehugger."
Suggested pick-up lines can be risqué. To pick up "the artist," the app recommends the following line: "You know the Mona Lisa has no eyebrows. I wonder what else she shaves."
First of all, no man would want me after delivering that last pick up line - because I think the spray of cocktail over the front of his shirt that had just been snorted from my nose because I was laughing so hard would be off-setting.
But oh, those illustrations are priceless - and yes, I have seen those ladies in the womens room at 1:30 am. That's why I find it funny to read, "Hundreds of people have criticized the app via Twitter, saying it contributes to the objectification of women." Really? You know, it would serve women more if ladies did not keep falling into stereotypes like this. And if you allow yourself to get hooked up with a guy who seems to have a preternatural affectation for his iPhone, sistah, as Eddie Murphy once said, "You b'ought tha' shit on yo'self."
"Mona Lisa" . . . *snort!*