Women don't care how attractive you are. How wealthy you are. How much power you yield. They don't even care about how you make them feel. In the age of unlimited optionality and skewed gender power dynamics, anything can sway them. More often than not, it's the friend group. So maybe they do care about the aforementioned characteristics, but not to the degree that they care about social approval—an evolutionary trait which has allowed them to pass on their genes through periods of ultra violence and conquest.

What better way to display intra sexual competition than "friends" advocating against men they've never met, who only superficially tick one (or more) of their red flag checkboxes, if not merely how they look (positively)? and women, as oversocialized creatures (in the parlance of uncle Ted), dutifully comply. After all, women are the most performative in the animal kingdom, and this rings especially true in The City™.

Female intra sexual competition is an intriguing beast. A closer look at the incentive structure reveals the logic... were we living in the past. Successfully convincing your girl friend that the charismatic wealthy man of mystery is "bad, actually" because of trivialThing, would free him up for you, the slightly more cunning, machiavellian wench. Nowadays, the likelihood of these women stumbling upon these men after the fact rounds down to zero.

So why? Fixed action patterns (humorously known as FAP). Most are primitive animals who act primarily on base instincts. There is no pre-analysis, just what their brain urges them to do. It has worked for hundreds of thousands of years. Women are capricious and driven by mimetic desire, consumed by greed and envy above all other cardinal sins, and in their search for perfection they end up abandoning good enough and settling for mediocrity.