The publication mentioned in the original post in this thread got me to looking around at other articles thereon, including
this one. It's written from the female perspective, and I have to wonder how many guys have ever felt the sense of support and "unconditional love" the author felt, if only for a seemingly fleeting moment -- and from a guy she obviously discarded?
I know I haven't; there's been nothing even close to "unconditional love" in my life since I flew the nest of my childhood. I'll not say that it's been a bed of thorns, but there have been lots of times it's been pretty prickly and others when it's been pretty lonesome.
So, once again, we come up against a double-standard that's tilted against men. ****. Oh, well, I guess I shouldn't gripe. At least I'm not in jail or dead.
Also, there's
this article about a lass who clothed and made herself up as a different "type" each day for most of a week. The read is interesting. I suspect some of the reactions she received were because she didn't really
own the look: she was masquerading. This may have some resonance for us here, for if we fail to embrace what we do, we may betray ourselves and look like posers. That'd be sad. Bonus points to those who can figure out which image from this article immediately made me go, "Oh, YEAH!".
All in all, I do not believe that there's as much ground to make up as some would have us believe. I really suspect that if we put our minds to it, we (as in "each of us") can develop our own sense of style (which is entirely different from "Fashion", mind), and if we carry it proudly, we'll do well.