Meet the woman who has never had any female friends because she’s so beautiful other women think she’s trying to steal their man.
It’s ‘Galentine’s Day’ – February 13 – on Sunday.
Across the globe, people celebrate the day before Valentine’s Day with their girl gang.
But what if you’re not a girls’ girl? And don’t have female friends?
Well, you’re not to be trusted according to a lot of ladies.
Self-confessed single Claire Grey, 39, who lives in Swansea, south Wales, with her daughter Sasha, 18 months, and is a professional singer and psychotherapist, has revealed to The Sun how she’s never had a female friend:
“I don’t have any female friends – and I never have. It shocks people when they learn that about me – what kind of a 39-year-old woman who likes ballet, is mum to a little girl and competes in beauty pageants doesn’t have women mates?
But the truth is (whisper it) I can’t stand hanging out with ‘the girls’ – I even hate that term.
All that whining and screeching leaves me cold. Trying to get ready for a night out with ladies – perfume being sprayed and chatter about blokes and shoes swimming round my ears – is my idea of hell.
Not to mention the endless heart emojis and ‘love yous’ at the end of phone calls. What. Is. The. Point?
Of course I love some people, I’m not dead-hearted – but I don’t need to announce it in WhatsApp chats. In fact I’d say I love more genuinely as I don’t use the term so frivolously.
Recently after seeing a lot of chatter about ‘girls’ girls’ on the internet with the phrase ‘gorgeous, gorgeous girls’ becoming a new catchphrase for 2022, I posted a tirade about it on Facebook.
‘They go to the toilets in pairs and why is that?’ I ranted. ‘They spend ages taking selfies on nights out.
‘It takes girls hours to get ready and the amount of minutes spent posing shamelessly on the dance floor is boring.’ Us ‘lads’ put our phones away and enjoy the night.
Alas, the comments went down like a lead balloon with one woman accusing me of being ‘untrustworthy’ and ‘anti-women’.
But I’m not ‘anti-women’ at all – on the contrary I’m not bitchy enough to give two hoots either way.
I just know I can’t bring myself to glug white wine or cocktails in a trendy bar with a group of cackling girls who scream when they see each other then insult each other when their backs are turned when I could be chilled out with an easygoing gang of lads and play pool.
If we have an issue we tell each other straight, although rarely there is one.
Of course, women are suspicious of why I don’t have female friends. For all their supposed friendliness, their insecurity and subsequent gossiping is one of the main reasons I don’t get on with them in the first place.
Many ladies seem to hate women who get on so well with their men – not thinking you can hang out with a guy without something going on.
I’ve been told that I’m especially problematic as I’m fairly glam and not a tomboy. I wouldn’t drink a pint and while I love outdoors stuff and camping, I’m not into rugby.
I think many women believe I want to steal their boyfriends and husbands – but actually that couldn’t be further from the truth. Their girly mates are more likely to do that. I see their husbands as mates not bait – I don’t even know how to flirt.
My best mate, Sam, is married and I have no intention of pinching him off his wife – I’m not close to her as while she’s lovely we’ve nothing in common.
We’re just great pals and have been for years and he is always happy to lend a hand.
But of course, if he can’t, that’s cool too. He has a busy life just like I do and unlike most women I don’t need to be constantly in communication with my mates.
If I don’t hear from them for a week or a month I just assume they’re busy and we’ll catch up when we catch up – no drama.
‘Fancy a drink?’ I’ll WhatsApp and they might respond – or might not. There’s no ‘oh she hates me, what have I done, what’s the problem’ which is something I fear is prevalent among women.
Group chats with my bloke mates don’t blow up over something someone might or might not have said. It’s more a case of ‘Pool at 7pm?’ ‘Yes.’
Being mates with girls seems utterly exhausting, although I wouldn’t really know – I have so few.
I do have a sister, Rachel, 33, who I love but I don’t socialise with despite her offers, and a sister-in-law, but Sam was in charge of organising my hen do which only saw men on the list.
On another occasion I refused a baby shower because the idea of being stuck in a room with a load of girls made my skin crawl. What the hell would we talk about?
I even picked to just pop in to my sister’s hen do and didn’t join the night out and refused to be a bridesmaid at both my sister and sister-in-law’s weddings as again I couldn’t stand the thought of people getting excited over bridesmaids’ dresses in Cadbury’s purple.
I briefly attempted to pal up with females in primary school but – perhaps because of my character – we didn’t really gel and I quickly realised I didn’t miss not being part of the ‘in crowd’.
Still, they didn’t like it and would say nasty things about me, calling me ‘fat’ and ‘ugly’ which wasn’t true – I was modelling at 11.
My mum, Debra, 60, who has also never been a girls night out type of girl suggested back then the names were due to them being jealous of me as I was pretty, confident and didn’t care for joining in with trends or mean girls’ banter.
At the time I didn’t think so, but looking back she may have been right. I don’t care, it’s not my problem.
The only time I regret my attitude is when it comes to relationships. Initially men love it.
‘Wow, I’ve found a best mate and I fancy her,’ they think – before they then feel they get friendzoned by me
I’ve got a very ‘male’ attitude when it comes to relationships – I don’t get worried if I haven’t heard from blokes and it takes me days for me to text back as I don’t bother looking at my phone.
I don’t crave attention from men and have no jealousy whatsoever which seems great on paper but eventually it seems to make them think I’m not interested or don’t care.
But ultimately, I’m not going to change … even if it gets girls’ backs’ up. I’ve never had them to miss and I’m one of the happiest people I know.”
This article was originally published in The Sun and has been republished with permission.