Oh yes, I know, the famous book says it differently but I've been around long enough to finally realize that “evolution” is going to make things evolve just the way I mentioned above.
Men are replacing the tool box with their cosmetic bag, screwdrivers with hairdryers, smell of oil and sweat with extra moisturizing-body lotions.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all pro good looks and taking care of the body & soul but I’m afraid they will just go overboard, just like they usually do with everything else in life.
Women, on the other hand, are showing more boldness and sometimes seem just way too aggressive, like they forgot all the nice, romantic fairytale-manners their mothers read them. Well, who can blame them, when the handsome knight replaced his plate amour with an Armani suit and his sword with the newest, totally ‘awesome’ cell phone, and while you are waiting to be kissed passionately, he is showing you all the ‘mind blowing’ possibilities of his latest toy.
Women like to feel special, like to be told they look nice, but…what if he’s so into his own appearance that you feel like you are just his ‘fashion assistant’ or his ‘accessory’?
Don’t get me wrong, but that’s just not…right! Can we do a step back here? Not back to the caves or middle ages, just a small step to the past when women were ladies and men were gents who knew how to be brave but also warm, hard but fair, adventuresome but faithful.
I know it’s not going to happen tomorrow, but I can see it coming, and I’m afraid to see…for example…my granddaughter going to work to build houses while her husband goes shopping for those ‘lovely lavender curtains’ he saw in the last issue of ‘Cosmopolitan’.
So, dear men, from time to time, just take your imaginary sword and raise your sweaty arm in the air and roar like Mel Gibson in “Braveheart” while you hold your princess in your arms, instead of making model-faces in the mirror and doing your hair for 2 hours. The princess will then gladly make you dinner and even rub your sore feet, believe me.
Trust me, guys, just stay on Mars and don’t try to buy a property on Venus.
You’re Martians for a reason, and Venus is designed for women and women only. We only accept gay men because they are great dancers and are able to spend hours chatting about those nice lavender curtains.
