Why Robin Meade is an Infobabe

Excerpt from today's newsletter:

i get out of the car, and what do i spot?
a deflated tire.
but wait! just then, two beefy-looking guys walk by.
i do my best southern belle: "excuse me fellas, does that look like a flat tire?" i ask, in my "ah do declay-er!" voice. without even breaking stride, they say "yep, that's a flat tire!", and resume drinking their barista coffee and slurpie slushy. as their shadows got smaller and smaller on the horizon, i remember..."hey, i have that roadside service!"
a mere 20 minutes later, my hero arrives and informs me all i needed was some air in the tire.
so blow that in your slurpie, you two unchivalrous men.
i believe in equality. except when it comes to changing tires.
kidding. 

I do believe that Robin Meade is a "southern belle".  Sure, on TV she hides her accent, but from watching her video podcast, she lets her southern accent slip through.  I have no doubt that her full throttle "ah do declay-er" voice plus her stunningly good looks, that a man's heart would have to be black as coal to not jump at the chance to be the knight in shining armor and rescue the damsel in distress.