Gaydar:
So I went out with this really cute girl Saturday night. She works at the apartments I live in, and weve been talking off and on for over a year now. Ive never asked her out, either because of current relationships, or my own stupidity. Also a little worried about how weird things would get if she wasnt interested, since Id still see her regularly. I pretty much said screw it, and asked her to go to some art galleries with me this weekend. We had a great time, and I dont regret finally asking her at all.
Ok, to the point of this story As we walk past a few people to see some paintings, she starts laughing and whispers to me Those two guys were totally checking you out. I laugh about it, and joke a bit. Ive never been offended by that type of stuff. And consider it a compliment, just as I would from any female. Im pretty comfortable with myself, so I dont feel compelled to go into some sort of testosterone fueled rage because another man thinks Im attractive.
Later she asked me why it took almost a year for me to ask her out. And she joked some more about how for a while she thought that I must be gay. Turns out that she and another one of the girls in the office pretty much had a bet going on whether or not I was. I thought it was funny, and assured her that wasnt the case.
The consensus seemed to point at the fact that my choice of clothing on most occasions creates the questionable flag. Hey, what can I say? I love nice clothes, and have a strong distaste for popular American fashion sense.
So heres the question.
Should I start dressing to exude more of a sense of masculinity? Something to ensure all the ladies know Yeah, I want to fuck you! Or should I perpetuate the ambiguity? Use my taste for good art and fashion to slide under females sexual predator radar?
Heres what Im thinking
If I start accessorizing on a daily basis with Coors light, (in a beer cozy screen printed with a large trout leaping from a stream), Ill probably up my testosterone score by at least 5 points. Ive considered an NRA membership, but I cant compel myself to do it. Mostly because I think Charlton Heston is a complete hack. I can substitute that for possibly a tribal armband tattoo, or maybe a custom embroidered baseball hat with some random greek fraternity logo. I think if I join E.C.V. Ill definitely gain some major Man points. Im not very good at bar fighting, or gold panning. But its way easier then becoming a lumberjack. Also...are those little key rings with the spring loaded retractable chain masculine? Janitors are always rocking those things on their belts, so they must be
cool.
Any advice to make me more tuff and manly is welcome.
So I went out with this really cute girl Saturday night. She works at the apartments I live in, and weve been talking off and on for over a year now. Ive never asked her out, either because of current relationships, or my own stupidity. Also a little worried about how weird things would get if she wasnt interested, since Id still see her regularly. I pretty much said screw it, and asked her to go to some art galleries with me this weekend. We had a great time, and I dont regret finally asking her at all.
Ok, to the point of this story As we walk past a few people to see some paintings, she starts laughing and whispers to me Those two guys were totally checking you out. I laugh about it, and joke a bit. Ive never been offended by that type of stuff. And consider it a compliment, just as I would from any female. Im pretty comfortable with myself, so I dont feel compelled to go into some sort of testosterone fueled rage because another man thinks Im attractive.
Later she asked me why it took almost a year for me to ask her out. And she joked some more about how for a while she thought that I must be gay. Turns out that she and another one of the girls in the office pretty much had a bet going on whether or not I was. I thought it was funny, and assured her that wasnt the case.
The consensus seemed to point at the fact that my choice of clothing on most occasions creates the questionable flag. Hey, what can I say? I love nice clothes, and have a strong distaste for popular American fashion sense.
So heres the question.
Should I start dressing to exude more of a sense of masculinity? Something to ensure all the ladies know Yeah, I want to fuck you! Or should I perpetuate the ambiguity? Use my taste for good art and fashion to slide under females sexual predator radar?
Heres what Im thinking
If I start accessorizing on a daily basis with Coors light, (in a beer cozy screen printed with a large trout leaping from a stream), Ill probably up my testosterone score by at least 5 points. Ive considered an NRA membership, but I cant compel myself to do it. Mostly because I think Charlton Heston is a complete hack. I can substitute that for possibly a tribal armband tattoo, or maybe a custom embroidered baseball hat with some random greek fraternity logo. I think if I join E.C.V. Ill definitely gain some major Man points. Im not very good at bar fighting, or gold panning. But its way easier then becoming a lumberjack. Also...are those little key rings with the spring loaded retractable chain masculine? Janitors are always rocking those things on their belts, so they must be
cool.
Any advice to make me more tuff and manly is welcome.
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fridgemagnet:
That was an awesome cake. Thanks!!
urblueygrl:
alot of people thought my husband was gay and i even was wondering the first day we hung together, because of his gay jokes. But I think its really cute and he is being himself and he is comfortable since he knows he isnt gay. So i think you should be yourself and the right girl will get you :o)