Coming Out of the Closet
In some respects I’m a less than traditionally masculine kind of guy. While I’d never describe myself as impeccably dressed and carefully groomed, I seldom appear shabby. I may not wear the latest designs (though I do somehow own a pair of Prada shoes), but I try to assemble my charity shop ensembles in a manner that is pleasing to the eye, and at least somewhat color coordinated. Additionally, I’m passionate about unique and well-made foods, I eschew beer, instead preferring cocktails, and I don’t care much for sports. My closest friends have usually been females, and I am eternally baffled by the boorish and insensitive behavior so commonly displayed by most men. It seems that I am in many ways the stereotypical gay male, except that I have zero interest in guys in *that* way.
I’ve never had any problems or worries about the way I’m perceived by people, nor do I care that I find it hard to relate to maybe 90% of other men. People regularly tell me they assumed I was gay the first time they met me. My cute apartment that I painted and decorated, with the pink kitchen (Fizzy’s doing, by the way) and the undersea paradise bathroom…it generates some odd looks, but it makes me comfy and happy, and that is all that matters.
Today I learned there is a term for one such as me. I never knew it, but I am a metrosexual. I read a web page today that explained it all to me, you see, and now I know I am not alone. Somewhere out there, other men exist to whom grooming and interpersonal dynamics are of more than passing importance, for whom a meal of new and unusually prepared foods is a treat and not a chore, yet whom lack any homosexual desires.
So, the next time one of my guy friends gives me a funny look for wearing flashy clothing, including a gold mesh Versace shirt I found at a thrift shop for $19, cooking from the French Laundry cookbook, or skipping a televised football match to instead read a book, I’ll direct him to that web page, and there will no longer be any mystery.
Metrosexuals of the world unite! Stand with pride and chant with me: We’re here, we’re not queer, but we like a manicure. Okay, so maybe our slogan needs a little work, but you get the idea. Now if you will excuse me, I must run, for I have a quiche in the oven and it demands my attention.
Today’s Question: Are you met or met-curious?
haha. couldn’t resist but to give you a couple gold stars for this entry. i love prada!
Large supporter of the Metrosexual. =) I wish more guys could be this open, and conscious of their changing environment. “Metrosexual” is the perfect description of this refined class of men. If only they sold them in packages at the supermarket. =D
Congrats on finding yourself. I have a question. You wouldn’t happen to be a Pisces would you? You see, me and my friends have this theory that all the men we meet who are perfect, groomed, etc.. and we ‘think’ they are gay, usually end up to be Piseans. (Therefore, not gay.)
*Incase you don’t know/like astrology, your birthday falls between late February early March.
~Sunn~
@sunshinesgold, I’m sorry to report that I am a Gemini.
@Peasprout, Ok, Mister Gemini. So you got the duality thing going on? That means you’re probably a hunk of burnin’ love in the sack. Go you. :P~
Thanks for you comment back. ;)
@sunshinesgold, You’ll have to ask Fizzy for confirmation of *that* theory…
THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME ON MY LAPTOP……Weeeeeeeee…Monkey RULES
hehe…… finally. I found a time to comment.. and I had read that article before and when I started reading the first line of your post… i was thinking Meterosexual all the time….. those are the best kinds of guys!
Very cool. I like that you are so bold about it. I am seriously going to read that article. I even printed it out so I could. I wish you the best.
hahaha… that’s awesome. i have a couple of friends like that, where u raise an eyebrow at some of their habits but once u place them in a club, u know they’re not gay by the number of girls they attract. Anyways, about the whole mixermixer deal, if u read my July 18, 2003 entry, it explains it. but basically, this girl hannahbee took what i wrote in a past xanga the wrong way. but on top of that, she posted my entry all over mm, making me seem like the bad guy. anyways, i don’t give a damn anymore. but i do know to be more careful w/ ppl i don’t know well.
it’s about time guys take care of themselves. hooray for metrosexuals! :)
misconception: that im snotty and ditzy (im not even a blonde).
aaaaahhhahahahahahahahaha… yer so funny! and i admit that i questioned your methods of “living” when you mentioned you were a george micheal fan.
either way, youve proved to me that yer girlly than i am — and im a c-cup. whats yer excuse
Go Peasprout! Nothing wrong with being metro-sexual!