I cannot begin to reiterate the importance of first impression in the marriage market. The moment you are introduced to someone in the market, the first order of business is them stalking and judging you on every tiny detail you have floating out there on the virtual web space, even before they talk to you. Most judgements are made based on images – how you look, how your looks have progressed, what you wear, how you wear, who you hang out with and so on. Shallow, superficial and unfair you think? Maybe, but that’s how it works. So you better accept it and do the needful.
If you had to start tidying up your online social presence, I would absolutely start with your profile picture – be it on Facebook, twitter, linkedin or WhatsApp. Surely you don’t get called out for having a terrible profile picture on social media unlike on a dating app, but if you are unsure about how you fare on your profile picture, rate yourself against the following principles –
- Put your own photo and not that of your favourite actor or animal.
- Let there be no one else in the picture apart from you. Especially not a better looking friend of the same gender. Like, come on?! But okay, animals are allowed.
- Don’t put up pictures with any baby, not even your niece or nephew because how would anyone know that the baby is not yours unless you explained. I know its cute, but people end up looking older than they actually are with a baby.
- Everyone knows you’re sexy but save the cleavage for later.
- No funny faces except if its genuinely cute and someone credible of the opposite gender said so.
Its quite a pity but the market is such that we make judgements about the most obvious visible things about a person due to lack of any deep information available. While it seems quite superficial, its fairly logical. Being in the market makes us realise that we have so many flaws and our lives are so screwed up that being in a relationship seems like a huge respite from superficial judgement. We ourselves succumb to making such outright judgement about others, so why don’t we put some lipstick on our pretty piggy faces instead of whining about how the world works?