There is a huge market for the ugly au pair. Fat is even better. Ask any mom whether she’d rather have a gorgeous, blonde, svelte young thing living in the house or if she’d prefer someone a bit dumpy but pleasant.
Years back, Barbara, my park bench friend, announced that she was going back to school and had hired a Swedish au pair to watch her three girls. We park bench moms were all impressed with her daring and her trust in her relationship.
Several weeks later Barbara brought the au pair, Birgitta, to the park with her kids. I don’t know how she did it, but she found possibly the only short, fat, greasy-haired, acne-faced au pair in all of Scandinavia. The kids loved Birgitta and Barbara, that smart cookie, was thrilled. Now there’s a preemptive move!