There are some hot girls in Buffalo, but anyone who has traveled knows that we are deprived and have more than our fair share of fatties. Attractive girls would be better represented day-to-day if SUNY-Buffalo wasn't so far removed from downtown. While the student body there isn't stellar and didn't even make PopCrunch's definitive list of hottest schools (http://www.popcrunch.com/hottest-student-bodies-top-50-universities-ranked-by-looks/), there have to be several thousand hot girls within a student body in the tens of thousands - it's just a matter of large numbers.

The issue I find is that there's an accessibility issue with the hotter girls here - they're normally from better families and don't go out on Chippewa. Sure, there's a certain type of girl that goes out on chippewa, normally over-tanned, over-dyed and so on, and I'm not disputing that those types are hot, but they're a very small percentage of the hot girls in Buffalo. Because they're the most visible, though, they get TONS of attention and have adamantium bitch-shields that require exquisite game to penetrate. And forget relationships; these girls are dumb as fuck, a direct consequence of a lifetime of using physical charms to entice lesser, desperate men to do their bidding, and only good for a fuck-and-chuck. But they are smart enough to realize the pattern of being pumped and dumped in their life, and they develop defenses against it, making it more difficult to seduce them. As for the other hot girls, they're difficult to find because nobody knows them - their families generally steered them away from the Buffalo colleges and sent them to better schools on the east coast. These girls then got sucked back into Buffalo like so many do, especially in this economy, and don't know anyone. As a result they're normally eating with their parents at the Buffalo Club, Saturn Club or any of the suburban country clubs, occasionally connecting with their old classmates for wine and bitch sessions about how they can't meet suitable men. Indeed, they can't meet suitable men, at least suitable for their families - is some noble electrician out at 67 West going to hold a whit against some girl who wants to talk with someone who similarly spent a year backpacking in eastern europe after college? Is she really going to be impressed with some 20-something paper jockey earning less than $30,000 with a degree from a college she wouldn't consider applying to? Absolutely not. So they band together, lamenting the men they can't find and complaining about the inadequate dating experiences with the people they do meet.

Meanwhile, there are eligible men in Buffalo, but they often make the mistake of going after the same visible hot girls as every other dude. In fact, they're hurting their own chances because they have vastly higher IQs than their targets and can't relate to them. It's saddening to see the number of educated people who chose to stay in Buffalo - accountants, industrial designers, lawyers, doctors - chasing after the stereotypical hot girl who they know will bore them and subsequently curse themselves for not getting her, only to settle for someone less attractive and only marginally more interesting. Ultimately, the marginally interesting and utterly unremarkable girl pressures the man to join the social clubs she thinks she should be a part of. After all, she "landed" a young professional - something she should be proud of, despite how little competition she had. And then, at dinners at the Saturn Club or other events, these men start seeing the women who were futilely hoping to meet them. By then, though, it's normally too late; both groups were pushing thirty and hastily settled into unpleasant marriages, leaving them with the decision to either cheat or divorce. A sexual dystopia results, and Buffalo perpetuates its reputation for being an awful place to date.