women shopping

Straight men never fail to amaze me.

I was having dinner with a friend the other night when he started grumbling about his girlfriend spending RM500 ringgit on one spontaneous shopping trip. He then started to tell me what the girl had bought: two shirts, a ring, a bottle of perfume, a pair of shoes, a scarf and a new purse.

My jaw dropped!

Where does the girl shop? How did she managed to squeeze so much in for so little money?!?!!

My straight friend of course went "are you mad? that's RM500!!! in one afternoon!!!"

* sigh *

Straight men obviously don't understand that:

• one shopping trip, however small, would mean spending no less than RM100
• you could easily spend RM200-300 without too much effort
• RM500 doesn't really buy you much these days - have you seen the prices of those gorgeous jackets in Zara??
• nevermind the shopping - a girl about town would always need a lunch or tea break. that itself could easily cost RM50 a pop!

So my friend has decided that his girlfriend will either have to be locked up at home when they get married or work long days with little free time for shopping. women just can't be trusted on their own...

love in the modern age

it was friday night and i was in a "nice" restaurant with a good friend having dinner. halfway through, he received an sms. his boyfriend wants to break up. he replied, with an sms, and asked why. the boyfriend came back with another sms and said he felt very stressed out by the relationship. my friend responded with more questions.

this went on for about 10 minutes. he would send one message off, explain the situation to me, read the reply and then write another.

while all this was happening, i glanced around the restaurant, partly to distract myself, partly to make it less awkward for my friend and partly to hide my embarassment for him. but while i was looking around the room, i saw this very nicely dressed straight couple sitting on the other end of the room. they looked young and i guess they must have been on a date, dressed to impress as they were. they appeared to be waiting for their orders to arrived. but what was really surreal for me was that they were both hunched over their respective mobile phones, both typing away what i guess were smses!

love in the modern age! do we even talk anymore?

a sensuous affair

i find getting ready for a date to be a very sensuous affair.

first, i have a long hot shower to relax the muscles. i give my neck and shoulders a deep hard rub. if i have time, i'll massage a cream-based body-scrub all over before rinsing it off. then i'll wash my face and tenderly moisturise it so it looks healthy and "plump".

then, i'll dry off with thick, soft towels. and spritz on some EDT, breathing the scent in deeply. then i'll start choosing clothes to wear - always a headache, but nevertheless so much fun thinking about what it will convey, or reveal, or hide... or turn on or off!

then it's the face - enhance my best features (my high cheekbones, the luscious kissable red lips, and my eyes - the window into my world) and downplay the less attractive ones (oh god... i wouldn't even begin...). there's something particularly seductive about powdering your face or even running a finger over your lips with balm and gloss.

finally, i put on my clothes.
another spritz of the EDT.
a final glance in the mirror.

and i'm off!

discretion

i find it really funny how gay men describe themselves as being "discreet". like what is that supposed to mean?

that i'm still in the closet and i'm pretending to be super straight?
that if asked, i will lie ferociously?
that if asked, i would evade the question?
that if you don't ask, i don't tell?