No.

When he resigned "I don't know what it is about you," her mind wandered to Phenomenal Woman. "Men themselves have wondered what they see in me..."  She liked to fancy it was her "inner mystery," love for writing and music, oddities and peccadilloes, passion and recalcitrance, strength and vulnerabilities. Disheartened and dragged to They Went Home, inevitably she had to admit: "My praises were on all men's lips, they liked my smile, my wit, my hips, they'd spend one night, or two or three. But..." In those moments, she had him, hook, line, and sinker, and he almost had her believing until reality crept in reminding her moments are fleeting. She knew what coyness prevented he from speaking... That was then; this is now. Her body is not an accessory, and her mind is sound. No longer moved by compliments or resignations, she evolved along with her expectations. She is not built by his ovations; his rebuke will not bring her to devastation; and she is not open for his exploration.