posted on Dec, 2 2013 @ 06:17 AM
reply to post by HardCorps
I think there is a pretty big difference between being in touch with your feminine side, and being a slave to it. Personally speaking, I have only
two kinds of trousers. One kind, of which I have several pairs, is black combat trousers, for day to day work, at the bar, and out and about. The
other is a ragged pair of jogging trousers that I have had for an embarrassingly long time, that I doss about my home in.They are a dual layered
affair, the top layer of which has split from the crotch down the inner thigh, to roughly an inch above knee level, leaving only the grey inner layer
covering my hairy metal behind.
Now, obviously, when I, or my mother, have friends over for a cup of tea or a meal, I remain in my combats until it is time for me to go to bed, but
other than that, the ancient joggers are perfectly fine for bumbling about the flat in. My feminine side comes out when I am dealing with the real
stuff of life, writing poetry, consoling friends in crisis, or offering (after quite a bit of arm twisting) advice to buddies about how to proceed
through tricky scenarios, and in my ability to love human beings honestly and without reserve.
There is a time and a place for a man to get his feminine side on, and in my opinion those times do not require a change of wardrobe.