Dear Happy:
I got doubts about you and eyeliner.
In fact, I think you’re making a serious mistake.
Namely, you shouldn’t sharpen your pencils so much that they create obvious lines. Roll the pencils between your fingers to soften the point and create a smoother look.
Okay, who am I kidding? I got no idea what a “metrosexual” is. From that link, they talked mostly about cologne. Is it about wearing scents, treating your skin nice, buying clothes in soft fabrics? If so, I point you to Straight Guy Rule Numer One:
Everything’s jake if it gets you chicks.
Pony tail on a guy? No problem, if it gets you chicks. Ear rings. No prob, if it gets you chicks. Tongue studs connected to pierced eyebrows with a jumper cable wired to a Diehard battery? N.P.I.I.G.Y.C. Joining a religious cult that practices ritual castration? No prob … uh, actually, there are exceptions to every rule.
Now take your modern bachelor who is heavily into skin-care products. On the polished marble countertop in his master bathroom suite, he has an array of products in bright, gleaming bottles – row on row of designer-name products and exclusive salon treatments. This is bound to impress many a woman.
Why?
Because it proves he has money to spend on all that shit.
And if it doesn’t work, he can probably console himself with a facial pack. I bet you can catch a real buzz from some of those chemicals.
Actually, I have sort of a history in this ritzy skin-care business. Take, for example, this one description:
We used to do something an awful lot like this in college.
We didn’t call it aromatherapy.
We called it hazing.