The metrosexual man versus the cowboy: What do women want?
Saturday, December 12th, 2009Women want whatever they are interested in at the moment..so what do I want? I guess I’m in between. My boyfriend is very masculine don’t get me wrong, but he does have that femininity in him where I can tell him anything I want, and he’ll truly listen with his whole heart.
Metro sexual men, to the max, are on the verge of total homosexual. They wear the right clothes, know more brands of perfumes than I’ve seen advertised in magazines, and can gush on a male model with total belief in his straight sexuality. I end up loving them AS A FRIEND.
The Cowboy..I don’t even like cowboys. But if they are the type of men referring to the complete heterosexual then GO COWBOYS! I believe there is nothing better then a man oblivious to his hirsute beard. Yummy, and when he comes home from the gym all sweaty. Unwilling to take a shower because he just has better things to do. Of course I’ll tell him to clean up, but deep down inside my soul I long for him to stay dirty. Come on you know deep down inside you daydream about your man just as I explained! Well, maybe not, but if you are into that cowboy than you like em dirty.
I guess an example of my infatuation with a strong, proud man, is when Orlando Bloom becomes the pirate of that ship that controls the dead people. I completely disliked him the whole way through all the movies, but at that moment when he turns his head and the dirt is upon his face. I fell in love. He was dangerous, in control, unafraid! I could not handle myself any longer! Also I love Clive Owen. He has that manliness to him. Some men I do not have any interest for are those male models. They have no hair on their bodies and they’re meant to be that dangerous man. “Oh look at my muscles as I wear this pinching underwears”! Give me a break! I quickly turn the page to the next advertisement in disgust!
But considering the relationship I am in now, and will always be, I would say my interest for the type of man is pushed aside. I love my boyfriend for every ounce of hereto and metro sexuality he contains. And I assure you he has his moments where he is both.