The Woman And The Honest Man

Inside the mind of a woman, there is a perfectly sized space for a man to crawl into! This man is lithe, spritely, observant, effervescent, and possesses more than the occasional spurt of luminosity. This man, is mostly always, gay.

This aforementioned, eye candy and fashion hungry man plays a unique role in the life of his many a female counterpart. Not only does he listen, advise, encourage, laugh with a self deprecating appreciation of one who sympathises completely, he also does all the things a husband/boyfriend does not, within reason of course ladies!

Yes indeedy, the man loving man understands and empathises. And possibly best of all, knows how to tailor his graceful she-ra’s, from twinkling top to tap dancing toe. Now, of course, not all my compadries are as sumptuous as I, my little gemlets, and even then I’m still a few Gok’s short of perfect, but most members of the club I was born to be a member of will boost the confidence of the fair maiden temporarily locked up in the tower of despair by replacing a sullen frown with a glimmeringly hopeful smile.

Trust me. I know. If hair, make up, or attire is of the badly selected, out of date, redundant in last years skip, severely inappropriate kind, you can rely on your best male friend to let you know. I mean, let’s be fair, you love your hubbie, boyf, partner, whatever you wanna call him. But ask yourself, ‘Are you really with him for his sensitive fashion know how…??’  Yes, I thought as much. Remember girlz, the truth may indeed hurt initially, but once you have a breakdown, throw a tantrum, or eat a box of chocolates to make yourself feel better, once you really face it; the truth really does, set you free!