Just a 20-something trying to find her way along the road to wherever I'm supposed to be - with a lot of laughs, craziness, and beautiful messes along the way.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Where Have All the Men Gone?: A Woman's Quest to Find a Man Among Boys
(Look, I love Twilight. I do. But you have to admit - he's shockingly girly)
What started off as a suggestion from a friend about a new string of posts that I could create quickly became a way to provide insight into the scary and wonderful (some might say) world of dating men in the 21st century.
On the advice of this friend, I will write a weekly column detailing what it’s like to be a single woman in her 20s, on the cusp of all the world has to offer (I hope), yet faced with a very different breed of man: the metrosexual.
Before I really delve into what men are like in this century, I suppose I should divulge the type of man that I’m really after. It’s not a checklist of ideals that a man must fulfill before I can see myself in a relationship with him that lasts longer than a year (if I can even make it that long. Relationships are HARD). It’s simply what I think captures the essence of a good partner for me.
It’s basic, really. I would like to find a man that isn’t more of a woman than me. This type of man will differ for everyone, but it has come to my attention that, as I search for a potential mate, men these days are much more…feminine than they used to be. However, let me add this disclaimer: I am not, in any way, shape, or form, disrespecting men in general, your husband, boyfriend, sexual partner, or any other type of man with whom you might be involved, nor am I trying to insult you specifically, if you are a man. I am simply giving my view on what it’s like to be faced with a multitude of womanly men who, it seems, have difficulties fixing things in or around the house, attend to strict diets in order to keep their womanly figure (for real!), do not drink beer or at least harder liquors, know and care about designer clothes and accessories, and/or dye their hair and tan their skin unnaturally.
So please, stayed tuned every Tuesday for this “column”. I promise that I will try to make it funny. But some of these facts and stories will be very, very serious.
For now, I will leave you with a song that I feel really captures my feelings toward what type of man I would like to find. Also I really like cowboys.
Love,
Bella
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Bawhahaha! How true I can relate to this blog I have a husband who is more concerned about his figure then myself along with designer clothing that I purchase from Winners without him knowing saving us thousands! I now portion my meals because of his slight obsession.
ReplyDeleteI also completely agree with the Twilight picture..I never understood the obsession with him.