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Friday, December 30, 2011

Make Up, Hair and other Artificial Additives

Less is More.

We prefer your natural beauty. And what you'll look like when we wake up next to you.

Bold Red Lipstick. Got to go. Your lips should always entice us to want to kiss you. Not turn away. Let Hollywood play up the Big Red. I've never heard a man talk about how he can't wait to taste all that thick rich red. 

The jury is split on fake breasts. About half of us like 'em. The other half don't. The ones who don't will complain how fake ones feel or argue there's something negative about a woman's personality and insecurities. Others just go with the notion, if they feel and look good who cares if they're real or not. It's really a toss-up here.

Coloring your Hair? Most men like the one God chose for you. And that's cause we you tend to look better with your natural color....there's a reason why your hair is the color that it is. It goes best with your eyes, skin tone, etc.  Now I know it's fun for women to change it up or whatever. And while it plays well with girlfriends or in photos we'd prefer the carpet to match the drapes.

Short or long Hair?  Our grandmothers keep their hair short....if that helps.

Fake eye lashes?  No man likes. To us, the lashes just look cheap and strange, not sexy and glamorous.  More hookerish. Yes, Kim Kardashian, you're fake lashes make you look like a hooker. Albeit a high priced one.

Hair extensions. While you're focused on how your hair "looks" are focused on how it feels when we run our hands through it while we're kissing/holding/fucking you. That's the real reason why beautiful hair matters to's a turn on to hold, touch and yes, pull your hair. There's nothing worse then holding the back of your girl's head and feeling those sewn in extensions....and that's coming from personal experience.  Have you ever seen Chris Rock's documentary, "Good Hair"? He has black men talking about the reason they like white women so much is cause white women will let you play with their hair whereas a black woman won't cause she's got that expensive weave or extensions. So to all the white women out there. Be true to your hair.

Hair. Keep it real.

Monday, December 26, 2011

"I think like a guy."

I meet a lot of women who try and tell me they think like guys. Usually meaning...they tend to look at and treat sex much in the same way as they think men do....casually.  One woman even went so far as to tell me she thought it was OK to step outside your relationship if it meant only to validate or lift your spirit. I told her that line of thinking has nothing to do with how a man thinks. Whatever ego boost we need is more likely to come from someone we're involved with...otherwise...we no longer would be interested in being with you. If we step outside a relationship it's because we're just horny and want something new...not because we're looking for "validation" from another party...that sounds more like an insecure female looking to find out if she's still hot. 

So then, what does it take to actually think like man?

For starters...nearly every man's thought is consumed by a woman he likes or is involved with. Our thoughts even include women we haven't  met yet. Nearly everything we do is done with the intent of making a woman smile at us and ultimately, like us.  In other words, women are always on our minds. You want to think like a man, then start thinking about us all the time...not just when you "feel" like it. We can be completely  immersed in our work or in conversation and if a beautiful woman enters our line of sight, even our peripheral vision, we will stop and take notice.We are always available, and most certainly, willing to look. Once, I was walking and talking down the street with a female friend when a man passed us by. I noticed him check my friend out as he went by, which she completely missed out on. I asked her, "Did you just see him check you out?" And she replied, "What? Huh? Who?" I couldn't believe it. She had no idea because she was so focused on our conversation.  Maybe men are just better multi-taskers.

In addition, most men will do whatever takes it to get with a woman he likes....there is no defeating us. We will pursue pursue pursue until we break you. I just met a guy who's after a girl friend of mine and she told me that she has no interest in him and even told this guy she has no interest. And you know what he said to her? "I don't care. I'm so in love with you I'm going to wear you down and make you fall in love with me." Now while I don't agree with his seemingly blinded pursuit of her I do admire his relentless tenacity. And that's exactly how many guys think. We'll write you love poems, make mix tapes, send you flowers...anything and everything we can to earn your affections.  Do women who think they act like guys have this kind of conviction and staying power when it comes to pursuing a man?

Next time you think you think like a man try asking yourself how much time, energy and effort you're willing to put in for that man.  Until you do that, along with noticing everything about a man...and start having conversations like this...only then are you beginning to think like a man.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Do guys have any "Rules" when it comes to dating?

Not many. And that's part of our problem. Or is it?  We don't care what you do for a living, where you're from or how you spell your name.  If we're physically attracted to you and we like your personality, you're in there. Sure we want to be able to talk to you...have intelligence, passion, ambition...along with all of the other traditional universally acclaimed traits.  But specific check marks or requirements to dating? No. Once again...we (men) are simple creatures with simple needs.

On the other hand, many women have too many rules. Less rules. More love. Too many superficial dating rules exist, ones that have nothing to do with who he is as a person....which should be the only requirement that matters in dating. But we all know it's not.  And you wonder why so many relationships end? Many women tend to focus more on what they think they need, then what actually makes them happy. What makes you happy? What do we do for a living? What kind of car we drive? How much we make? become just as important as Do we make you laugh? Do we value you? 

I ask woman some of their rules as part of my 20 Questions documentary.  One told me, she would absolutely not date a guy who wore Sketchers brand shoes. Huh? What's that? Another said, "No" to guys who wear dress shoes with jeans.  I guess shoes are  that big of a deal, huh?  But why? Do shoes really make the man? Another would only meet for drinks on a first date and never a meal. Another maintains a "90-day" rule; although she apparently seems to bend this one from time to time. I think she just likes having it for the sake of saying it rather than following it. And finally one told me, "I need your car to be clean enough to want to have sex in."  I can't argue that rule.

Recently, I overheard a conversation between two women walking through Runyan Canyon (the Hollywood gossip trail) where one claimed as she was happy with her new boyfriend's family and how she learned her lesson from the guy before and his family and how she could never date a guy with a crazy family.  But she also mentioned that as she gets older her list of rules are getting smaller and smaller. Not that she's becoming less picky...that's not what it means. She was trying to say rules don't seems as important as they use to be. 

Substance over style.

Maybe guys don't bother to make these kind of lists because we inherently  understand more what makes us happy. We know what we want is not found in your purse or on your resume or in your family. The only thing that matters to us is how you look at us and what's in your heart.

A friend of mine prefers women in high-heeled shoes....that may be more of a fetish/preference than actual rule. However, we got to talking about women and their shoes...and we both agreed...flip flops got to go. Unless you're at the beach or the pool...wear some shoes...flip flops just say "I'm dirty and I don't care."

OK. So no flip flops.  The only other real rule we have is that you say "Yes"  when we ask you if you like us.

Unless you believe what you see in TV & Film, as I do, then maybe we have 3 additional requirements.
  1. Unlock our car door (Bronx Tale)  

     2.  Have nice feet (Boomerang)

      3.  And please, please don't eat your peas one pea at a time
           (still looking for the clip)

On the food note...I will add some guys look at a woman unfavorably as to what and how they order food.

I dated a woman who always ordered Chardonnay. ALWAYS. Lunch. Dinner. Mexican. Japanese. Italian. Chardonnay.  The same woman was also obsessed with sides of Salsa and Parmesan cheese. Excessive amounts of Salsa and Parmesan.  Any man would have been troubled by it.

A guy once told me a woman should always order a salad or something less expensive on a first date. Never go for the steak on a first date. I jokingly asked if he took her to a steak house?  He was saying it was an act of entitlement if a woman orders "anything" off the menu...I thought that was bit rough, but I understand where he's coming from. No matter how much or how little money a guy makes he doesn't want to feel like he's being taken financial advantage of by a woman. At least for a first date, bear this in mind.

So food and feet aside, just be cool...and be hot. Those are our only rules that actually matter.

    Wednesday, December 14, 2011

    Tougher Than the Rest

    All of us like to think, or at least portray, we are strong willed, tough minded and capable of overcoming adversity.  Never show fear or weakness. Be tougher than the rest.

    The reality is we all struggle with the same insecurities and emotional issues. When you've been hurt, as most of us have at some point, including myself...eventually, we turn inward to build various walls that protect us from further damage. But how effective really is this mental Teflon?

    Sometimes, it's just easier to fake it.

    In addition to this blog, I'm in the middle of producing a documentary called 20 Questions where I'm asking 20 women ranging in ages and backgrounds the same 20 Questions about men, love and dating. The idea behind the film is to get women to open up, show some vulnerability and ultimately, express the truth, not just about their feelings toward men, but on how they feel about themselves. The questions themselves reflect what all men think and talk about when it comes to women. In effect, I want the 20 questions to reveal as much about men as the different answers from the 20 women do.

    Last week I asked a bartender to do part, because she's beautiful and naturally receives a lot of attention from men...but also, as I sat there watching her work, while trying to talk with her, I found myself slightly intoxicated in ways I haven't been in some time...and not from anything I was drinking, but from her and how she spoke to me. How a woman talks to me is as big a turn-on as how she looks. The more time passed the more intrigued I became with her personality.  I wanted to know where the "real" her and the artificial front she more often portrayed started and ended.

    Her defenses rose almost immediately as I approached her with the idea for the 20 Questions...skeptical about my real intentions behind such a request and even more disenchanted with my qualifications to write this blog...which I chose to tell her about as well. If you've read any other entries in this blog you're well aware full disclosure is not one of my problems. As for her qualification question. I told her, like I tell every woman, I'm a man. And while I'm not claiming to speak for all men, as a man, I'm fairly confident I understand men more so than women do. No matter how close you, as a woman, are to your male friends and no matter how much you think they share with you there are some things only men say to one another. And I'm sure it works the same amongst women. Not to mention, regardless of  the degree to which other men agree or disagree with my thought is indisputable....we (men) all engage in a common pursuit: Women. And that, above all else, are the ties that bind us.

    It was amazing to see this cool as ice woman slowly relax, engage and seemingly, warm up to me. Even if it was only a slight crack in her window, the glimpses of sweetness she offered was enough to stoke my interest further. She made it easy to love her charming vulnerability, yet at the same time, her tough as nails balls up exterior made you want to punch her in the face. It was a similar feeling that probably entered Mia's mind right before she punched Hank in the face. While Hank and Mia are merely fictional characters from my favorite show Californication it's a show that everyone should watch....everyone who cares about love that is. While I do admit to thinking about the must actually go to my buddy who let the words spew from his crass mouth. Of course, he meant it as a joke and she laughed it off as such while she admitted, "I've heard that before."

    What was clear was that she had been hurt or seriously disappointed by someone (just like Mia) and now seemed to be pretty much fed up with how men act. She proclaimed them (us) to be "pussies". Her words, not mine. I can't say I disagree with her on that one. Most men are pussies, especially in LA.  She went on about not enjoying always having to be in control and certainly it seems that's something she seldom allows herself to relinquish even though she claims to not want it.  That's her inner battle.  Nevertheless, her "real" man continues to evade her.

    By the end of the night we were still laughing off some playful banter, even making up some dirty limericks. My buddy was convinced she was into me, but I wasn't as sure, and chose to keep it all about my blog and my 20 Questions.

    A few days went by and I couldn't get her out of my head. Admittedly, I was curious to hear her thoughts on my blog and, if she, would in fact, do the 20 Questions. This time I went in solo.

    Her reaction was...I'm not exactly sure how to even describe it..  At first she appeared slightly enthused to see me...although that's not even entirely accurate....but after greeting me she went on a break without mentioning it and I thought maybe I had scared her off, or worse, she had been totally turned off by the blog. The only reason I came in to the bar in the first place was to hang out with her and get to know her a little more. Unfortunately it was super busy and she just left me sitting there high and dry sipping on my drink, feeling like a half an idiot waiting on her return. This was not a good start.

    A good 15 minutes later she blew back in with a cool breeze.  She claimed she didn't really like the tone of the blog nor did she agree too much with what I had to say on how men thought. She's got 3 brothers and a lot of male friends.  She also thought it was a bit much in terms of my personal details and gratuitous nature..."over-sexed" is what she said; which in some parts, I readily admit, of course it is! That's the point! Be bold. Be honest. Sex drives men. Not necessarily this man...but 95% of us out there.  Yes. I write about it because that's what consumes men and that's what this blog is about...what consumes men.  For me, it just no longer affects me like it use to. Partly because I've made a conscious effort to focus less on it.  Make no mistake, sex continues to drive other men for reasons I've discussed in a previous entry that explain the reasons why....reasons that have very little do with sex. The irony is that something I'm trying to avoid is now directly in front of me by my own choosing...and the reason is obvious...I find myself incredibly attracted to her.

    However, the bigger question is does she find me attractive? Cause if she doesn't I'm done. If she's just trying to figure me out, that's cool. But, I'm not one of those guys that sticks around and waits for the girl to suddenly become attracted to me. It's either there or it isn't. I've had plenty of women tell me they never initially found their current boyfriend or husband physically attractive and then one day, unexpectedly their switch got turned on for them.  Sorry, nice to meet you. Not for me.

    Back to the bar. So, I hung in there and eventually we talked a little more and again she warmed up once again as time went by. She's not an easy fish to fry. Our exchanges and conversation kind of reminded me of the ones between Sienna Miller and Steve Buschemi in the 2007 film Interview, a film that showcases two people's quest to mask the truth from one another through deviant flirtation and manipulation over the course of a single evening, most of which took place in Sienna's character's apartment. Buschemi played a journalist who was to interview Miller's character for one of those celebrity puff pieces. The constant push and pull between the characters leaves the viewer never quite what sure what to believe.  I wish I had seen this film before my 2nd encounter with the bartender.  Instead, I happened to catch it the very next night. More irony.

    Because of this never ending tug of war we seemed to be playing, I suggested we start the evening over. She seemed appropriately confused by that request, but I persisted.  As sincerely as I could, making sure not to break eye contact, I said, "You look very nice tonight." Which she did...extremely so...not that she didn't look extra nice when we first met a few nights back too. Her hair was different....down tonight...instead of the ponytail the other time. She may have been wearing more make up as well....whatever the case...she still looked hot.

    In between our brief flirtatious exchanges I befriended the couple next to me. They were in fact having some relationship discussions as well. I told them about the blog, the 20 Questions...and of course my budding fascination with the bartender. I kind of acted up the "I wasn't really getting anywhere" part and how her heart could use a scarf. Lol. She came over and I repeated the scarf line for her...she laughed out loud. While this cat and mouse, back and forth thing we had going on passed the time...I'm not sure what, if anything, it was accomplishing, other than getting me nowhere. I thought about just telling her enough fooling around and that I wanted her number...but it just didn't feel right...and not that I was waiting for any green light go signal from her....that didn't matter....I guess I felt she wasn't quite getting me in the way I wanted her to..or that she should. I'm not the easiest guy in the world to figure out so maybe I should give her a break.

    As candid and provocative as I write...and think...I'm also sincere and sensitive...and enjoy walking along holding hands and having a great conversation as much as I do throwing you against the wall and tearing your clothes off.  She'd probably be more surprised to know I love Fabulous Baker Boys and Definitely, Maybe, two of my favorite matters of the heart movies. And I can't wait to see the new Muppetts how's that for some more enigmatic assertions?

    I caught another girl who was drinking about half way down the bar lean into her while they both glanced down to me and ask curiously, "What's the deal with the guy at the end of the bar?"  I saw her look at me a couple of times when I was talking with the bartender so she was clearly paying attention to us. I had her busted and made sure to let them both know I heard. My bartender came back to tell me that she told her she didn't know what my deal was...that she didn't know me and was still trying to figure it, me, all out. She said she wanted to be honest with me.

    I told her I wanted her to tell me what was the most interesting thing about her. She laughed and said something to the effect of I'm not telling...ooops, back up went the wall. The girl next to me overheard and said her "thing" was sexual and that's why she wasn't saying....and I thought she just wanted us to think that...but this girl was pretty insistent on it...which only made me think...Why then am I the one being called out in my blog for being overly sexual?! Double standard here? Hmmmmm. Maybe.

    Look. Just because I may or may not want rip her clothes off doesn't mean I can't also be a respectful gentlemen about it.

    A couple of years ago I was going through some issues with a woman who I had the kind of connection with most people only dream about, let alone, actually experience. I shared a lot of the details with a friend of mine and how it was affecting me and he commented  how he couldn't believe how much I was willing to expose to him, let alone potentially share with this woman...and I asked him "What? You don't think like that too?" And he said "Of course I do! But I'm keeping that stuff to myself!"

    I can totally hear this friend in my head screaming at me now, "She's a bartender! What do you expect?! Give it up!"

    This blog is all about truth and honesty because that's the singular foundation for any relationship. In life you can't be afraid to tear down your wall. The thicker the wall you put up the harder it is to reach what beats heavily on the other side. And we already know a blocked heart is very unhealthy. What we don't think about is that an unreachable heart is also an unhappy one.

    When I signaled her to close my tab I motioned "cut it" across my neck and she quickly replied, "What you want me to to slash your throat?" Funny. I still wasn't sure where I was leaving things with her...and then...unexpectedly she cracked open her window once again. She called my name and then asked for my Sign. When I made her go fishing for it she seemed certain I was a sign that I wasn't. I think she was prepared to name every sign in the Zodiac except mine.  When I told her I was a Libra she seemed even more shocked and confused. She's a Pisces. I joked about our astrological compatibility which I knew nothing about at the time, but I knew she knew everything about.  I really had no idea...until I went home and looked it up. Apparently we couldn't be more compatible in love, romance, relationship and friendship.  Extremely so actually.  Ha. Guess I got the last laugh. Now she's really got something to think about.

    She thought she had me figured out...but, now she doesn't. And that was never my mislead or confuse her. She just doesn't trust who I am....yet.

    Bottom line.

    Emotional toughness is not measured by how much you keep out, but rather, how much you let in.

    After the Zodaic inquiry I felt a little better about my prospects. I want to get to know her more...and need to do so outside the bar.  And I want her to get to know me more. The count is still 0-and-2, but at least I had a couple of good swings and just fouled off the pitches. I still got another strike to play with.

    In honor of the man who inspired this this song just happened to be playing on Sirius when I first flipped open my laptop to start writing this entry (trust me, it was)....Here's Bruce Springsteen's "Tougher Than the Rest."

    Thursday, December 8, 2011

    Blue Balls, Shrinkage and Morning Wood

    Much like what Seinfeld did for "Shrinkage" I hope to do for "Blue Balls."  So I ask, do women know about "Blue Balls?"

    Blue Balls is not a is real. It refers to the discomfort men get from getting a repeated hard-on without being to cum.  While our balls do not literally turn "blue" and the discomfort can be anywhere from mild to extreme, as if we just got punched down there, it mostly affects teenage and early 20-something men. The "repeated" hard-on is one that goes up and down as a result multiple stops and starts....without finishing. We've all been there...and felt it.

    I once had it so bad I literally had trouble catching my breath and could not sit still. The worst part is there is no real cure for it. You can apply ice or take a cold shower, but ultimately all you need is time to recover and be pain free.  By the time blue balls sets in, the option to cum for relief is almost too's weird. Luckily, we eventually grow out of this unfortunate biological issue.

    So why I am sharing this piece of male insight? I'm just making women aware of how sexually driven and misfit we are...I'm not saying you should always "take care of us" so we don't get blue balls because, in the end, you should only do what makes you comfortable. You have the knowledge now, so use it as you see fit.

    One thing that still happens on occasion to some men of any age after he cums is a post blue balls effect. Sometimes our balls ache even after we cum. I read in a medical article that this is not that uncommon. And if you ache you probably can't get hard again until the ache goes away.  Again, there's no real solution other than time.

    On a related topic to Blue Balls is our good morning hard-ons. All normal men wake up with a hard-on...and it doesn't seem to matter whether we wake up in the middle of the night or when the alarm goes off...we have one. But curiously, Morning Wood does not lead to Blue Balls....which makes me think we must be hard the entire time we're comfortably sleeping...not going up and down through the night....which also means sex is always on a man's mind. ALWAYS....just in case you ladies need reminding.

    And here's the Seinfeld "shrinkage" scene for all you Seinfeld fans.

    Monday, December 5, 2011

    Stop rewarding men who play it "cool"

    Ladies, you know exactly what I'm talking about. All men know what I'm talking about for sure. There's a perception among men that if they show too much interest in a woman then she will be less attracted to him. It's why men wait a certain reasonable amount of time before calling or texting. It's why men tend to "hide" their emotions from women. Like they said in the film Swingers "You don't want to scare off a beautiful baby."

    While many women will scoff at this idea as juvenile or immature there are just as many out there who lend credence to this disturbing line of thinking. And I do mean "disturbing" because what a lot of women are doing is actually encouraging a cool, non-caring, indifferent approach by continuing to reward men for such aloofness. Often being mysterious is confused for just being what the guy asshole.

    A semi-famous female friend of mine gave this interview to a magazine.

    I am not interested in a man that is putty in my hands. Why not? Oh God no, who wants that? I mean, would you want a girl that is like, "Oh my God, you are so good looking. You are so great. You are the greatest thing since sliced bread. I can't wait to go out with you again." Ultimately people—women—want an element of challenge. Who wants to be with someone who is putty in their hand? Who wants that? I'll get a lap dog. Who wants that?
    So you would like a man who is more in control, who...You want somebody who is on your level, who is your equal. Or if not your equal, then darn close. To be complimented, to be admired, or to be adored by your boyfriend, it is wonderful, it is lovely, but to say putty in my hands...I don't want to have all of the control. That's not sexy to me. That is when a man becomes unattractive. You know, when he hands me his scrotum and says, 'Here, take my balls and put them in your purse.' That is not sexy to me.
    Do you think men feel the same way, or do we like lap dogs?For men it is the same. If you have your choice between two girls, say you start dating two girls at the same time, and you like them both about the same. And one of them returns your phone call when it is convenient for her, and likes to see you, and is interested in seeing you, but is not foaming at the mouth. And the other one calls you three times a day and, you know, twice after the date just to tell you what a good time she had. And she asks you when can you go out again and tells you that you are the cutest guy she has ever been out with. Honestly, you are innately going to be attracted to the girl who is a little bit cooler. You might think there is something wrong with somebody who is so over the top.

    For's not the all. "You might think there is something wrong with somebody who is so over the top."  Why do women automatically think there is something wrong with a guy who's not afraid to show affection immediately?  I believe many women are so insecure with very little self-confidence they simply can't understand why a guy would like them as much as they do...especially, if they barely know each other. This is absolutely the case with my friend above. Her thought process seems to be a subconscious method of self sabotage. She won't allow herself to be attracted to someone who treats her right and adores her....why? Because she is not completely happy with she needs to feel challenged a bit so she can "prove herself" worthy to a man. And that probably best explains why women do not handle extreme admiration and affection from a man well. On the other hand, believe it or just want to receive love from women...we're not into questioning your motives. And if we like you, no excess amounts of love is going to spoil it.

    And on the topic of questioning love, it's especially intriguing as to why women dig the "bad boy".....I guess there's a gena-say-qua about the "I don't give a shit attitude."

    Of course this video is funny because we know George is "full of shit" and completely flipping out on the inside that Anna digs him...and how much he likes her....but we're also aware this is the kind of shit that works with women. And you ladies wonder why men aren't more "honest". We're not honest because we know you reward dishonest behavior!

    As for how men perceive admiration......No man I know is going to be turned off by a woman he likes just because she told him how wonderful he is and how she can't wait to see him again. The last time I was completely smitten with a woman she texted me right after I left her place and before I even got home that night telling me what an incredible time she had and couldn't wait to see me again. And this was after our first date!  That text made me feel on top of the world. The thought of "something must be wrong" with her never even entered my mind. You know what did?....That I just hit the fucking lottery that this chick was that into me.

    A married guy friend of mine, who happened to be holding his wife's cell phone, showed off her screensaver which was a photo of the two of them together. He described the photo as the most beautiful women in the world and some schlub. He was like "Look at me. In this stupid hoody and silly expression next to this smiling princess. How can she be with me? I even asked her about this photo and she was like, 'It's cute.  How can this photo be cute to you?'" He laughed it off to us as he shared the story. He went on to say, "And as hot as she is...she's even cooler. And I felt this way as soon as I met her too.  I'm the luckiest guy ever."  

    Note...this guy has no problems getting women...and he's a pretty good looking dude too...there's nothing "wrong" with him...yet he still had this humble attitude about how lucky he was to be with his now wife.  When I asked him if he was able to play it "cool" with her and he said "I tried, but after a week I couldn't take it anymore and had to come clean. I was nuts." He went on to say that if he had played the cool card some other dude would be married to her today. What it took was real nuts for my boy to not "be cool" and lucky for him, his woman appreciated it. And I'm sure part of the reason he married her was because he quickly found out she was indeed a rare emerald in a city filled with cold stones. She's a woman who rewards guys for doing the right thing.

    Perhaps there's another reason as to why many women are so uncomfortable if they think a guy is feeling a little  too lucky to be with her. Besides a woman's overall lack of confidence and self awareness maybe it has something to do with not wanting the pressure of living up this ideal. As in "OMG! This guy likes me so much I can't possibly measure up to his perception of me. I'm only going to disappoint him."  If this is the case, it's not your problem...that is ours. And as such, men also perpetually remind each other, "Do not put the pussy on the pedestal." In other words, our fantasy image of you is not necessarily the reality. And unfortunately, I've learned this lesson many times.

    Worship vs Admiration is a fine line....Of course, no one wants to be silly putty. I agree with my friend that trait, by nature, can be inherently unattractive. No one wants to be or feel like a complete lush.  However, we all know what it's like to melt in someone's presence. And maybe we all fight against it because then we're giving up all our control and "hand." We're exposed and not protected.  And once you do that, how do you retain your mysterious sex appeal?  

    When it comes to sports there's an expression, "Act like you've been there before."  This refers to celebrating after a TouchDown in football or a big play. It's meant to be a way to be humble or like it's not that big of a deal I just did that. But acting like you've been there with woman and not being overly excited which is what we're talking about then how special of a connection can it be? When it comes to love, acting like you've "been there" probably means you don't value your connection. I would hate for a chick to act like she's been there with me. When she kisses me or fucks me I want to think she's NEVER been

    Another woman I know talks about the "creep factor" of a guy who shows an over-the-top interest in her. Ironically, she's dating a guy now who she's nuts about but complains she can't figure him out cause one day he's all hot 'n heavy for her and then the next, complete silence. Clearly, he's playing the game with her and she's still rewarding him for it. She's questioning the exact behavior she claims to find creepy. What she should do is open her own heart, tell him how she feels and assure him that if really likes her he doesn't need to continue to be "mysterious" about it. But if only wants to keep on fucking her and nothing more...that's still OK too. Which I know she'd accept as well. She's quite the horny chick.
    But I still maintain.....Love melts even the coldest and hardest of hearts.

    Women need to understand that women drive men nuts far beyond any normal level of comprehension.  And any man who's not acting nuts and playing it "cool" is either:

    A. Full of shit
    B. Not that into you.

    So my question is "Why would you want to be with either?"

    What you're telling me is that you'd rather be a with a dooshbag who doesn't fully appreciate being with you because "he's been there before" or you're no "big deal" because he's had hotter women than you. That's the type of man you'd rather be with? Guess what? That's also the type of man who will cheat on you. And that woman who gave that interview I posted above...every man she's ever cared about has cheated on her. 

    The greatest gift one can give another is to surrender to their only absolute  If you truly want to find happiness and love with a man then you should spend more time listening to your heart and less time to trying to figure things out with your head.

    Thursday, December 1, 2011

    How do I know if he really likes me?

    This a common question asked by women all the time. And like most things when it comes to men the answer is simple.

    And before I reveal the like "test" here's something surprising.  "Like" has nothing to do with "how long" a guy is willing to wait to have sex with you. Just because a guy waits an extra amount of time to sleep with you could mean he really likes you or could just mean he's fucking someone else or perhaps, he's got no one else. Even though you think sex is all we care about when it comes to "liking" you, sex actually has very little to do with how we feel about you.

    Here's the answer.  If he asks you to do something that he knows you, and you alone enjoy, then he likes you.  Or better yet, you should ask him do something with you he'd never willingly do alone. If he accepts with pleasure and an enthusiastic smile on his face then you know he likes you. When I think about the women I've liked a lot I know there's nothing they could ask me to do that I wouldn't do just so I could be with them.

    Also...if he's eager for you to meet his buddies or a family member...he likes you. Often guys hold back on doing this because because they're scared you'll think they're moving too fast too soon so they wait to unveil you....this has nothing to do with their "like" for you...just with how much of a pussy they are or are not. Just because he hasn't brought you around yet doesn't mean he's not into you.  However, anyone who offers to do so sooner rather than later...there's no doubt he likes you.

    Here's one other sure fire check mark.  If he asks you to a Bruce Springsteen concert (well that would be for me) or shares a favorite song or lyric with you, he likes you. The Boss may not be everyone's cup of tea, but every man identifies with his lyrics about pursuing women, chasing love and following dreams. 

    And a mix tape? Never too old to receive one of those. Double Check. He really likes you. A lot. 

    Here's a few favorite Bruce songs that says it all about a man who likes a woman.

    Drive All Night:
     "I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes
    And to taste your tender charms"

    Thunder Road:
    "All the redemption I can offer, girl
    Is beneath this dirty hood
    With a chance to make it good somehow
    Hey what else can we do now
    Except roll down the window
    And let the wind blow back your hair
    Well the night's busting open
    These two lanes will take us anywhere
    We got one last chance to make it real
    To trade in these wings on some wheels
    Climb in back
    Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
    Oh oh come take my hand
    Riding out tonight to case the promised land
    Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road
    oh Thunder Road"

    I'll Work for Your Love:
    "What others may want want for free, I'll work for your love."

    "And when we kissed.....Fire."

    Now, if only it would be so easy to figure out when a woman likes us.  George from Seinfeld had a great line about "she doesn't like me"....I couldn't find that clip but here's one that showcases another male anxiety from the "like" department.  This one's about "hand".

    "uhhhh....what's the point."

    It's been my experience that a woman can "need" to see you one day and the next day she wants nothing to do with you. One thing's for certain about a guy.  When he likes a girl he will always like her. A guy never loses his feelings for a woman he likes. He can be mad, angry, frustrated and disappointed with her...but, once she gets in his heart...she'll never leave. And that's just how we're wired. Our heart hath no term limits.