Tessa Renee“You’re so pretty.” “You’re perfect.” “You’re gorgeous.” Babe, pick a lane. When every sentence is a compliment, none of them mean anything. It’s like being force-fed sugar and after a while, it just makes me sick.
I don’t need to be worshiped, I need to be seen. Notice the small stuff. Get specific. Show me you’re paying attention, not running through a copy-paste script you use on every girl with eyeliner. Compliments should land, not drown me.
Final Word: Flattery without substance is just noise.
Disclaimer: This isn’t me saying don’t compliment women. It’s me saying do it like you mean it, not like you Googled it.
Tessa Renee
