So, if you had to choose only one type of man to be in love with, only one type to spend the rest of your life being around, which would it be?
Keep in mind, your manly man, while being able to fix your car, chop some firewood, and defend your honor if need be, will also be dirty. Very dirty. I understand some women like a big, strong man to be a little dirty and sweaty from time to time…but a dirty, sweaty man 24x7? He could go days without showering. You can’t take him anyplace nice to eat, as all he wears are torn t-shirts and dirty jeans. But again, he’s muscular, has some manly stubble, and can sweep you off your feet to go make passionate, hot, primal, animal-like love to you. But he stinks. He could go on and on for hours about cars, hunting, and sports, but you can’t have an intelligent conversation with him about anything else. And NEVER ask him what he’s thinking about, the answer will always be “nuthin’,” “food,” or “women.”
A ‘metrosexual’, on the other hand, will be very clean. He takes care of his appearance. He showers daily, moisturizes and shaves to give his skin a silky smoothness, and dresses well. But he canot and WILL not do any physical labor. Rake the lawn? That’s the gardeners job! Fix the car? There’s all that grease! The mechanic can do it. He will woo you with roses, chocolates, and erotic poetry, and then escort you to bed for a sensual night of love making. He can go to a fancy restauraunt and talk about politics, but will not watch your barbaric favourite football team pound your heated rivals into the ground.
So, if you had to choose between the two extremes, what would you choose?
Yes, I vote for the metrosexual too. I just can’t deal with a smelly guy.
It would be a hard decision if the manly man took a shower though, because I can appreciate a handy guy.
I really cannot decide. It’s the “won’t shower for days at a time” bit that puts me off the so-called manly man, and the metrosexual as presented seems too involved with his appearance. I don’t think I could stand a man who was afraid to break his pretty nails. Anyway, I’m no slob, but I’m not much into all that fancy moisturizin’ and such. A man who did it more than I did would get on my nerves something terrible.
Wait a minute–where do geek men fit into this? I go for nerdboys over either so-called “manly” men or chiquer-than-thou metrosexuals. Who would want some grunting, reeking, beer-filled hulk of testosterone poisoning? And I certainly can’t see myself with any guy who’s more interested in not chipping his nails than he is about figuring out how his car’s engine works. (I, for one, will pick learning about the engine over keeping my manicure perfect any day of the week. ) Besides, while I do care somewhat about what I look like, there are lots of things I love to do that entail looking like a total wreck. Any guy who couldn’t accept that is someone I couldn’t stay with.
I need someone who can keep my attention and share my interests. Someone who liked to read, could hold an interesting and witty conversation, someone passionate about something other than sports or haircare. I can’t imagine getting stuck with either of the men the OP lists.
Oh, I hate choosing from one extreme or the other. The part about going for days without showering, though, tips the scales to the metro-extreme. I despise grubby fingernails!
That being said, I will always choose option C as presented by Scribble. Give me a sweet, geeky guy any day of the week. That’s where the good stuff is, baby!
FaerieBeth
Hmmm…this thread has become more beneficial for me than I realized.
Ladies, come one, come all: get your hunk of nerd love from bouv! Watch, as he mods his XBOX! Be fascinated by his discussion of Futurama! Fall in love with his scrawny girl arms!
Not exactly. But I’m not huge on romance anyway, and I can get pretty smelling witty intelligent conversation in a fancy cafe from my metrosexual friends.
But a manly man, who can fix my car, chop firewood, defend my honor, muscular, has some manly stubble, and can sweep me off my feet to go make passionate, hot, primal, animal-like love is pretty hard to come by.
I can always lure him into the shower with promises of primal animal-like love and then scrub him head to toe!
Whereas you can’t turn a metrosexual into the former, when need be. Nor can you hire it. Well you can I guess, but it gets expensive.
Wait a minute. Why is a “manly” man dirty and stupid? What kind of definition is that? Even in movie fantasies, what kind of hero can be described like that? John Wayne? Kirk Douglas? Sean Connery? Russell Crowe? What makes you think a working man doesn’t wash, read or think?
I think we need to add a third choice, but, going with our ‘extreme theme’, the option is ‘nerd-to-the-max.’
None of this cute and addorable nerd stuff a la Toby McGuire. We’re talking full bore, balls to the wall nerd. Revenge of the Nerds nerd. Horn-rimmed glasses, acne, buck-teeth, annoying laugh, no social skills whatsoever, and daethly afraid of all human contact not intermediated through a computer. However, he will happily go places…so long as those places are the movies, inrernet-cafe, or some similarly dark place where little talking is involved. He is usually clean, though sometimes a full day and night of gaming can give him some off smells, but he will gladly shower. He can fix any computer or electronics problem you have, but will not do any other manual labor, because he’ll get an asthma attack. He will, one day, have tons of money, but he won’t do anything fun with it, aside from the newest and best electronics and computers. You can have an intelligent conversation, provided it’s about Lord of the Rings or Star Trek.
Hmm…I think, even taken to it’s extreme, this is a clear best choice.
Testride, I don’t think the OP meant to imply that clearly masculine men don’t wash, read or think. I’d bet that everyone on these boards knows better than that. The OP wanted to know what would happen if we had to choose to live with one of two stereotypes of guys. The word the OP used to describe one was “manly” (note the quotes)–the kind of guy who probably thinks of himself as one big hunk o’ man but who might be really gross. That’s really all there is to it, I think. I get the feeling that the question was designed to be kind of ridiculous and light-hearted. I don’t think there’s a woman on this planet who will ever be faced with the choice the OP presents.
All you women should feel sorry for your grandmothers. You do realize that before the 50s, few people showered and you were lucky if you got to bathe twice a week.
Are you offended by our bashing smelly guys?
