True Story: I want to be a Gold Digger

By Emma

I’ll come out and state the obvious: gold diggers have a bad rap. This comes from years of celebrities such as Anna Nicole Smith, K-Fed (no, there is no gender discrimination, here!) and especially all of Hugh Hefner’s “girlfriends”, whom fed off of their significant other’s fame/money/both. I, for one, am I here to play Devil’s Advocate.

When I say that I want to be a Gold Digger, I don’t mean that I intend to grab my Ralph Lauren polo and hit the streets. Rather, I mean that I’m searching for an upstanding man who knows how to work hard and live his life in high society. The term “Gold Digger” leaves such a deplorable taste in people’s mouths, and I believe that society needs to stop taking the term so literally.

For me, money is not the main objective in this situation. In fact, it’s not the objective at all. I wouldn’t go for just any Mark Zuckerberg in the phone book! I search for class, humor, and the ability to pull of a well-tailored suit. I worked all throughout high school and think it taught me that hard work pays off; it also taught me about the type of lifestyle I want to live. I don’t see the problem with having standards, and neither should anyone else!

Imagine it like this: I’m out at a bar and meet a gentleman that immediately captures my attention: is it the cuff-links? The perfect coif of his hair? No, it’s the obvious sense of drive that this man has pouring out of him. In basic terms, drive leads to power, which leads to success. He’s had to work hard to earn it, too. After all, isn’t that why Joan Holloway fell in love with Roger Sterling?

So, Gold Diggers unite! I’m not ashamed of wanting my very own Kennedy. After all, Jackie O was successful in her own right. And for all of the readers who are still skeptical, it might help to know that I’m planning on having a career of my own (and it’s not on Real House Wives of OC), because success feels good when it’s your own, as well. Even Beyonce says she wants a “soldier in here” despite the fact that she pays all of her own “bills, bills, bills”. And isn’t that the real goal? To be like Beyonce? But that’s for another time. Until then, I hope I’ve lessened some animosity you may have felt towards Gold Diggers!