How should a man be in 2009?

Dear women,

40 years of feminist movement and with help from Karl Lagerfeld, you managed to finally make me insecure about my masculinity! I watched TV today and I saw the new photos of Karl Lagerfeld's muse Baptiste Giabiconi - IN STILETTOS!

So I went online and found these pics here. Please check them out and tell me what do you think. I really don't know what to make out of this. I know it's art and I can see some deep meaning behind it, nevertheless, it made me think about the modern man.

I was always for the equality of the sexes and I think that the feminist movement was necessary and mostly good. You know I love women (you can read here). But as much as I am happy that modern couples have relationships, that base on equality of the sexes with the female sexual liberation and as much as I appreciate that modern societies strive to give women equal opportunities and wages, I am somehow feeling uneasy about the trend in recent years, where a handsome man is more and more portrayed as feminine, ambiguous, metro. And that's for me the side-effect of the women's struggles for equality in recent decades. I mean, what is the metro trend anyway? It's probably a scheme by the multinational corporations to sell more beauty products to men by making them more feminine (or gay [*not that it's something wrong with being gay]). And the magazines and fashion designers go hand in hand with them. Money (read business) is the easiest way to set a trend. And the consequence of all that are insecure straight men, who are afraid to be who they are and try to be someone they're not. Ok, I am exaggerating a bit and maybe I am not really that isecure because of Giabiconi in heels, but you get my point. There is some truth in my reasoning, isn't it? I mean, sometimes it seems that you (the women) want a guy who's sensitive, thoughtful, soft, but when it comes to picking-up women (and sex), you always chose the hairy animalic muscular macho, who has the swagger with the cool (sometimes even ignorant) attitude [*Ok, again, I am clearly exaggerating, cuz not every woman is like that.] :)
So women, make up your minds! How do you really want us to be in 2009? Because when I see these male models, I sometimes feel like they're from a different planet. They don't reperesent me. I still don't understand why fashion designers use Kens and Barbies to promote their (in my eyes mostly) dubious collections for the modern man and woman. It just doesn't make sense to me. If you sell a product to real people, make real people wear your products. And I really wonder, after they made women insecure (even skinny girls think they're fat!) and after they recently transformed a big portion of men into metros (yes, some of us use creams and make-up [*not me!]), who will be next on their list? Pre-teens? Toddlers?

When will we stop them?

I am big in Korea now!

Ok, that statement is totally exaggerated. Few weeks ago my Korean friend Hwan helped me to submit my blog to the number 1 search engine in South Korea - NAVER. And since I'm sometimes writing about things related to Korea, I thought it would be good to make my blog more visible to Koreans. So, thank you Hwan for helping me out. It's not easy to do it, not only because of the language barrier, but also because Korean websites always want your real identity and the terms and conditions are very rigid. So it's quite hard for foreigners to sign up to various Korean websites. You need a Korean friend and I'm lucky to have one.

The person, who came on my blog (see screencap) was searching for "foreign humour website" and the word 유머 means "humour". I was very amused to be listed among Newyorker.com and Mentalfloss.com, hehe. The rest was only Korean websites. I mean, wth? Search engines are funny :)

저의 웹사이트에 한국 사람들이 찾아올 수 있게 도와주셔서 감사합니다. 그리고 모든 한국 사람들에 대해 언제든지 환영입니다. 하지만 제 블로그에는 유머 이상의 다른 무엇도 많습니다. :-D

I can be insensitive sometimes

I learned today that I can be very insensitive. I know that for a while, I'm trying to work on it, but I still fail sometimes. I have flaws. Many. I commented somewhere and provoked anger. But what hurts me most, is the disappointment I caused to one of my friends. I was asked: Why? Why did you write this in the first place? The answer is: I don't know. :( Sometimes my actions just don't make sense, sometimes I just don't think. Sometimes I'm self-centred in a bad way. I'm learning a lot recetly, but sadly, it's because I'm making mistakes. I have to learn by not making mistakes, but by being careful and thoughtful. I need to find a better way to express myself. Words sting, opinions hurt. Not everybody is always laid back on every issue. I know, because I'm not, too. So it doesn't matter what my intentions were or if I felt that my words are harmless. I should've known better. I hurt a friend, and I'm sorry.

What do you like about me?

My head is empty, no ideas what to blog about. So I'm passing the task to you. No, I don't want you to blog about me (LOL), just comment below and tell me: What do you like about me? Some know me more, some know me less. It doesn't matter, if you know just a tiny bit of me, just write whatever comes to mind. I'm very open to some funny stuff as well :)

Thanks!

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I feel like a shrink and a patient at the same time

“I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering.”

(by Stephen Wright)

I feel melancholic. I don't know if I really am, but it's weird. My mood keeps changing and I seem to be in an uncontrollable state where I don't know how the next day will really be. I can't really say that anything bad has happen or that I experienced something very disappointing. Maybe it's my hormones running wild? I have no clue. It's all in my mind and my perception. It's those days where you question your own actions and actions of others, then you overanalyze them and in the end, you know nothing more than you did before. I used to chat with many people lately and I felt like a shrink and a patient at the same time. I'm happy when people come to me and seek my advice or just need a listener. Then again, it triggered a release of my own emotions and I think I shared too much than I usually would. I guess I'm very sensitive lately. That's obvious from the last posts I wrote. I'm totally not into politics or intellectual things now. A while ago, I would be riled at US politics, wondering how come people call Obama a Nazi, while he just tries to reform a healthcare system that's obviously unfair and unsustainable. But now, I'm like whatever. I feel like so many people around me have personal issues and we're all somehow becoming shrinks and patients, we all know how to help others, but we have poor solutions for ourselves. Nevertheless, talking about it helps. Maybe not immediately, but things are certainly better than they were before you pour out your heart. Thanks again to all my recent shrinks and it was also a pleasure to be a shrink for you.

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The Kiss

You stood there, waiting. Finally I saw you. Wow. Is that really who you are? I could not believe it. The silhouette of your body in front of the city lights was just so breath-taking and surreal, I thought I was dreaming. Maybe I was. You waved. How could you? It wouldn't be necessary. I spotted you among them, I knew that nobody else would wear that amazing dress you put on just for me. Your long hair was swept by the warm breeze of that temperate night and it made the image of you unforgettably perfect. I lost sight of everything around myself, all the noisy people around me, the cab drivers driving at my pace, shouting something that just didn't make sense to me in that split second I was drawn to you.

And there it was: The moment.

I stopped two meters in front of you, the marvellous silhouette of an angel turned into a gorgeous woman with radiant eyes and a smile that was only meant for me. A smile so honest and pure, it made me feel that everything was right in that moment. I needed to look into your glowing eyes, before we touched. Your embrace felt safe, comfortable. Your lovely head on my chest and your arms wrapped around me felt like the world can stop any minute. My world did. Basking in each other's presence, our eyes met again and I knew it was the right moment to kiss you. My hand went from caressing your hair to gently touching your chin, lifting it slowly. The moment froze. We looked each other in the eyes again, deeply: Goose bumps. I leant toward you, our noses touched tenderly, our lips were almost there. I tilted my head and pulled you closer to me. Our lips brushed, then touched: Explosion. Adrenaline. My heart pounding so hard, I could feel it in my fingertips. It was a soft kiss, yet a long one. It felt like we want to make it last forever. As soon as we became more and more comfortable with each other, we closed our eyes and while the soft kissing sounds were inaudible to passers-by, we felt like we're invisible, too. We were hungry for more. Your lips were so tender, so inviting, I just could not imagine ever letting go or stop coming back. We became silly and our kiss turned into kisses which turned into smiles and relaxing laughs. That was when you said:"You're not a bad kisser". And you smiled almost cheekily. "You're not bad yourself either", I replied and winked. Then I took your sweet little hand, intertwined my fingers with yours and we walked off into the city lights.

It was the next morning when I realized that all our clothes, that were shattered around the room, and especially your panties, that were hanging on the door knob, looked suspiciously like we didn't...

I'm a 20SB, but expiring...

I'm a 20 something blogger like most of you, but expiring. Yes, yes... few more months, 1 more new year fireworks and soon after that I won't be a 20 something blogger anymore. Kind of sad, don't you think? Can I still pose as one of you? I mean, you guys are so awsome. The purpose of this post is to thank you all my bloggy friends (as the Demigoddess would name our breed). So I really really wanna thank all of you, who come here recently in larger numbers than I expected.

Thank you.谢谢. Terima kasih. Salamat po. 고마워.

I won't name here all of you, in fear of forgetting someone, but most of you are on my blogroll, most of you follow me on Twitter, Facebook, some even chat with me on MSN. You guys are the best. I have to say it was quite a tough year for me (death in the family, a break up...). It was a year of many changes, mostly negative. But that's slowly changing for the better. Some days I feel like numb, like I don't have the energy to live. But then one of you dear new friends writes something funny or interesting and it makes my day. I am fully aware that we are not (yet) friends in the real world, but I am most confident that we could be. And who knows, maybe we will be one day. I already met one of you this year, Hwan from Korea, who was my Facebook and MSN friend for nearly 2 years and happened to travel thru my small country recently. I had a great time with him and his friends. And I am sure I could have a fun time with some of you, if one day we happen to be somewhere around the same place at the same time. I know that many of you are relatively far from me, most likely from Britain, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Philippines and Korea and I don't know if I will really travel to all these places, but we never know, do we?
My thoughts came after reading some of your blogs lately and seeing how close some of you've become. I think blogging does connect people. Because all of us feel compelled to say something, share a piece of ourselves with the world, sometimes maybe too much. But I think we never share everything. And that's great. It's the things we don't say that make us who we are.
I have to say I really learned a lot from you guys, as most of you are very accomplished bloggers (and people). It really helped me many times when I needed comfort, advice or a different perspective on things. But sometimes I just need a dose of humour and you guys really provide the best there is. So, while I'm looking forward how you further decompose every aspect of the lives you live to learn more about humankind and its vulnerabilities, I am also anticipating funny stories, full of irony and wit to crack me up in the morning while I'm sipping my coffee. [Sure, if Nashe and Angel would post every day, I could just read their blogs for the crack-ups, but since they don't, the rest has to take over for them from time to time ;-)]
So this is now the final installment of the I love women series :P The next time you hear from me, it has to be something totally unexpected. [No, not a leaked sex-tape, you perv!] I mean something bold, something thought-provoking, something that will change all of your lives forever!!! Ah, I'm just kidding. Expect the usual. And thanks again :)

What is your take on bloggy friends and online friendships shmenships? Have you been blessed with many new friends? Did you experience any disappointments? I'm looking forward to hear from you.