Looong reply post.
I also carried two handkerchiefs and .. Keep one clean to offer a lady in case of an emergency. They are part of my standard equipment.
The Rat Pack is a perfect example. Sinatra kept his style form the beginning of his career and Peter Lawford “class” was undeniable.
For me, Deano was, is and ever will be the epitome of smooooth- maybe because he did it all so well, yet always seemed to be able to laugh at himself. Frank had the style down, but always struck me as too full of himself. Just IMHO.
I’d say five more words: “James Bond is a Metrosexual”
I’m trying to convince my eldest of the advantages of refinement.
.Neither in my case. It always came natural. But only brought a full bounty after I was 25.
Just got back from taking the beast for a drag through the streets of Manhattan, and couldn’t help but mull over the sum and substance of this thread and several things occurred to me.
First, perhaps Metrosexuality is primarily urban because the level of the game is just that much higher in such a condensed environment? As I’m walking along, I can clearly see who exactly is local and who isn’t. Manhattan women have a fit and finish that girls who cross rivers just don’t. NYC XXs have more options, more XYs with boocoo ducats wooing them as only mucho dinero can woo. I don’t care who you are, or how much you make, there are 5,000 XYs in my island that add at least one decimal place. How are you going to stand out when you don’t have the remotest possibility of impressing them with money?
[amusing illustrative anecdote]
Years ago I was working with a client with a NAV [net asset value] of ~4 Billion with a capital fucking B when another client of mine with a NAV ~16Billion walked into view. When you deal with folks who measure their NAV with more than seven zeroes, security is an actual factor, so client A didn’t know that client B was in my portfolio when he turned to me and said
“Now there’s money”
Contemplate that a moment.
[/amusing illustrative anecdote]
In nature it is the male that wears the plumage to attract, not the female. So in order to grab the attention of desirable XXs, NYC XYs must come up with alternatives to pure financial incentives, such as fame, grooming, convo, intellect, social skills, aesthetic skills.
[another amusing illustrative anecdote]
Years ago another of my clients was dating a very attractive female colleague of mine twenty-five years his junior, a woman I’d had a midly flirtatious relationship with for many years, but as I was married at the time, I’d never acted on it despite overt invitations.
I was very grateful for my restraint when she began dating him as not only was he a dear friend and mentor, but my wife and I socialized with them.
He was a fixture in local media and I have sat with him many a time and picked up the sloppy seconds resulting from his profile; additionally he had some ducats tucked away.
Years later we ran into each other on a street corner and made a date for coffee. Do I have to spell out that it turned into dawn before we parted company?
Why am I telling this, apart from a bit of bragging and wistful memory indulgence?
Because she stated that she had always wanted me, and proceeded to list many of the subtleties that have been tossed about here. She also confessed that when my name had come up in convo with him, he queried why she should notice burger when she had filet on the plate.
Sorry to say but I guess the joke was on him. All my secondary skills played a note in the back of her head when she was giving him head.
And I will never ever tell him.
[/another amusing illustrative anecdote]
But then the issue arises, how much of the plumage is authentic, how much is spurious. And know this, falsehoods attract falsehoods- which is all well and good if you’re only looking to warm up on a cold night. Trick is when it would be nice to have someone stick around for the morning after and bum around reading the paper. It can’t all be based on grooming or NLP/ speed seduction tricks, ‘cause there ain’t nothing left if that is all there is.
So, like SSi and Hog and others have implied if not actually stated, all this ‘Metrosexuality’ stems from something other than a simple desire to get laid- it comes from, IMHO, an appreciation of life. Perhaps SSI does it with Nair and Hog with cologne and I do it with a three day growth and flip flops, but I’ll hazzard that were we to meet we’d recognize differing manifestations of the same impulse.
Sorry to veer into an almost ontological analysis, but I’m just built that way.
And chicks dig it.
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