Showing posts with label men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label men. Show all posts

Monday, December 14, 2009

Tiramisu


It's quite funny actually. While enjoying a heavenly slice of tiramisu cake this morning, (yes, I eat cake in the morning) I thought about men; their general character, to be more precise. Like a tiramisu cake covered with bitter coco on top, their exterior can often be described as dark and brooding. But, after digging in to the deeper layers, one discovers a sweeter, lighter filling.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Want what you can't have.

Would you settle for the bad boy who will not cuddle you after a very fun night in bed, on the floor, against the window overlooking central downtown, on the balcony, and the list goes on? Or, for the good boy who will make you feel safe, secure, and cuddle you while his arm falls asleep because of the weight of your head on it? And, is there such a person that has both of these combined, bad and good boy characteristics that i find myself bouncing from and to every changing day? Having both of these men in my life, it is that much more difficult to stick to one and ignore the other completely, especially on those days when you need a certain one more. Last night, for instance, it was the bad boy, being very good at being bad, and even making me stay over the whole night, which i would have if the snoring was tolerable. Tomorrow night it will be the good boy, sweeping me off my feet with flowers and picking me up all dressed up for a night out on the town, filled with dining and dancing. With the good boy you can be your self, more or less, and talk about your feelings, families, and friends. With the bad boy, the less talking the better. Firstly, to save precious time that can be spent on pleasures you both crave a little too much, and secondly, because he does not have much interesting to say, or anything you would want to actually listen to with genuine enthusiasm. Oh the decisions, the decisions to be made. I wish i could keep them both, without any contracts, any long term fees and consequences. Unfortunately, life is not as peachy as we would all like it to be, and me having both of them in my life in such an intimate way, is not healthy, mostly for me, since they do not know the other exists.

Needless to say, a decision must be made ladies and gentlemen. Any suggestions?

Monday, October 20, 2008

Love and Fashion on the brain.

Love is hard to define. It has no boundaries, no fears. It is complicated, crazy, and frustrating. But when do we know that its for real? When we can't fall asleep because we are consumed with thoughts of him/her? When he/she pops is the first thing that pops into our heads when we wake up and the last thing that is on our minds when we fall asleep? Or is it when we feel as if we cannot possibly live without this person in our lives and by our side?

Well....been there, done that, is one thing i can say with certainty!

If we think we love someone, can we be completely head over heels over him/her one day and not be impressed at all with them the next day? I hope wish to believe so! (Because if it is not true then i am in a little pickle my friends.)

NOW!!!!

Speaking of LOVE! I love MK Olsen's outfits and i know that is a love that will last a very very long time!



Thursday, February 14, 2008

Sex talk

I refuse to believe that all men that start random converstaions with women just have one thing on their minds...sex.

Maybe I am in denial, but maybe, just maybe, not all men have just sex on their minds.

It is true that we are sexual beings, and that we have animal instincts and attraction, but perhaps it is not something we constrantly think about and want, even when talking to strangers who we just met.

Can we not have educational, interesting, and intelligent conversations without the question of sex looming over our university graduate heads?

It cannot be so that every time a male approaches a female at a public spot, that all he has on his mind is the possibilty of fu*king her, and that this is all that he wants from her. That it is his final destination and the whole purpose of him approaching her in the first place.

Why is it so hard to believe that maybe a male approaches a female because she looks interesting and intelligent and he just wants to have a lively conversation with her about something, anything, it doesn't have to be something in particular.

Am I simply trying to ignore the truth, that a man will never appoach a woman with the goal of just having an innocent discussion with her?

Pehaps, but I still refuse to believe that completely.