Romantic Cynic: Not the Type to Take to Prom

I’ve been recently thinking about my perpetual (largely self-induced) singledom and remembered something a friend told me in high school that makes me wonder if the guys I meet think the same way today and whether that would be such a bad thing.

In high school, I remember approaching a male friend to ask about something (who knows what).  For some reason, he thought I was going to ask him to prom.  (To this day, I have no idea how he came to that conclusion.  Going to prom with him still sounds like a horrible idea 7 years later.)  Anyway, he stopped me and kind of stepped back.  “You’re cool but you’re not the kind of girl I’d take to prom.”  What?! First, I was confused why he would think I would ask him and second, I was offended.  (Oh, high school drama).  After being stunned, I laughed and then got angry.  Realizing he’d completely misread my intentions, he kind of stammered and tried to talk his way out of it. (Typically a bad idea with me.  Stop, collect your thoughts, and proceed.  I pay too much attention and will tear apart every stupid comment you make in explanation.)  He proceeded to tell me that we’re good friends and all, but he doesn’t see me like that, blah, blah, blah.  Well, good.  I didn’t seem him that way either.  But since he’d brought it up, why didn’t he see me like that?  What type of girl was I?  Was it because of my race/ethnicity?  Height? Weight? Personality? Religion? What?  After realizing he’d have no choice but to be honest, he told me, “You’re not the type of girl to take to prom.  You’re the type to marry.”

Well, okay then.  What do you do with that?  Knowing him and his interests, I had no choice but to translate that to mean I’m not the type to take out in hopes of immediate sex.  I’m the type to actually date.  There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.  It’s actually a good thing.  But where does that leave someone like me 7 years later?  I’d like to believe that statement still holds true for me but are there new dimensions to add as I approach 25, not 18?  At what point do girls/ladies/women like me start to become the goal and not the concern?  And is there a middle ground for us?  Does this type of statement mean you respect us but realize you’re not ready for us yet?  Or that we’re more effort than you’re willing to expend in general?  Or does it just sound like something a girl you’re not interested in should like to hear?

Never hoping to be a whore, does the idea of dating someone worth marrying scare men my age the same way the statement scares me?  Yes, I do believe I’m the type to marry but please don’t discuss marriage with me within the first few months of knowing each other.  I believe in the institution but don’t see it anywhere in my near future.  Telling me you’re looking for a “mate” on our third date (yes, it has happened) is a sure fire way to guarantee there will not be a fourth.  Have I switched places with my friend from high school?  Does my fear of someone looking for a wife in the short term mimic my friend’s fear of a girl looking to actually date before giving it up?  While I’m not looking for a one-night stand, I would like to date for fun and get to know you, no future agenda immediately in mind.  Do I still want to be the type to marry as the men I encounter are in search of wives and the future mothers of their children?

While it creates awkward situations, I think yes.  I’m afraid of what the alternate descriptions might be.  Plus, in addition to the “ready to get married yesterday” guys, there are plenty of the “after I’ve seen everything, I hope to never see you again” as well as the “let’s see where this goes” guys.  I just have to make sure I’m not judging them all by my insecurities and assumptions.  However, for the record, can I request that I be seen as the type of woman to marry (after an appropriate, comfortable length of time dating)?

Admiring a ring-less left hand,

Jo’van

The World…As I See It: Jeans and a T-Shirt… The End of Traditional Femininity?

I read an interesting post on Brazeen Careerist today.  Tyler Hurst asks “What Happened to Femininity?”  Tyler apparently has a problem (slight or extreme is up to your interpretation and current mood) with women assuming traditional male roles.  While he discusses several examples, women in pants seemed to be his main sticking point.  Tyler feels wearing pants is a physical embodiment of the gender roles switching. While I don’t agree with every (or really any) thing he said, it did make me laugh.

My favorite parts:

  • Every damn time I see you girls in pants–usually jeans–and a t-shirt, a little part of me dies inside.
  • For years you’ve asked us to get in touch with our feelings, but when it comes down to it, you want manliness.
  • We get nothing. We get a generation of women raised by their parents with no idea how to cook, how to dress and how to keep up your half of the arrangement.
  • I have no problem with men learning more about women and women becoming more like men, but both sexes are inheriting the WORST qualities of the other. Men have learned to be overly sensitive, women have learned to be sloppy and be waited on.

Ok, ok.  Yes, the sexes have begun to assume each other’s traditional roles.  But I think “traditional” is exactly what we get hung up on.  Since when did “traditional” mean “right”?  Traditionally, the women would cook but if the man is a better cook, he should cook.  Traditionally, the men would make and manage the money but if I’m better at managing the bills, why shouldn’t I?  If he is neat and picky, why shouldn’t he clean?  If I like to landscape, can’t I work on the yard?

A lot of things have changed in the last few generations.  I’m happy to live in the present and can only imagine how much closer to “equals” we’ll get in the future.  For now, though, I must accept that there are going to be people that cling to aspects of the “traditional.”  If Tyler wants a woman who enjoys skirts, sundresses and ponytails, I hope he finds one.  There are plenty of women that enjoy being his definition of feminine.  With the option of pants and t-shirts, I’d never be the one.

Now, I wear my fair share of skirts, dresses, halter tops, tank tops, etc.  But first, these pieces require “special” undergarments.  Strapless bras, thongs or (god-forbid) nothing are not comfortable options for me.  I much prefer the security of “traditional” undergarments.  Boxers, briefs or boxer-briefs don’t really compare, guys.  Think wearing a cup all day.

Second, these pieces require special preparation — shaving.  While I try not to be a bear, shaving my legs every day is simply not going to happen.  (I’m only 5’9 but when looking down on my legs in the shower, I could swear I’m 6’9.)  Shaving is time consuming and a hassle I don’t care to deal with on a daily basis.  Pants allow me to skip a few days.  My puppy and roommate would be the only people who know the difference (and I don’t really care what they think).

Third,  and this may only apply to a “thick” portion of the population, but being a not overly thin person, skirts and dresses allow for friction of the thighs.  If you’re not familiar with this sensation, just take my word for it, friction and hot weather are not a good mix.  Pants allow me to avoid uncomfortable long walks.

Femininity is more than the outfit you have on.  It’s about the way you carry yourself.  The most feminine women, in my opinion, are those that can be graceful in any situation.  Changing their oil, shopping for groceries, dancing, waiting for the bus, lifting weights, walking a dog. Floating through it all.  In my dirtiest, most pissed-off, or uncomfortable situations, I hope to carry an air of confidence and poise.  (I hope my) Femininity is the refined embodiment of masculine strength.

Aside from the post itself, the best thing about “What Happened to Femininity?” was the responses.  Some people, presumably the guys, agreed.  While more people (at least those responding) took it personally.  Whether he was serious or not, Tyler didn’t do anything more than state his preference in a mate.  While I don’t agree that jeans and t-shirt are on par with a woman scratching her imaginary balls, I can see what he’s seeing.  I just see it from the other side.

I don’t think of a tight pair of jeans and a babydoll t-shirt as being masculine but then again I don’t expect to be dating Tyler anytime soon.  So it doesn’t really matter what either one of us considers feminine.  As long as his comments remain focused on the personal and out of the workplace, I have no personal issue with his opinion.  He’s not setting us back.  He’s just stating his preference.

Looking for a vest and tie to rock with her a-line skirt for tomorrow,

Jo’van

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