So, last night, I was looking fabulous. I had a great dress on, my hair looked fantastic (it's like the only thing which doesn't ever let me down, and, having looked it this morning, would agree with that opinion, because I apparently have Leighton Meester's hair), and, all in all, I looked gorgeous.

This was according to a fair number of ladies at the function I was at, and, as we all know, the female compliment is a lot harder to get than a male's. 

And, still, no male attention whatsoever. What's a girl got to do?!