Saturday, 17 May 2008

Male-Female Relationships. . .

And still on videos. 'When Harry Met Sally' has always been one of my favourite movies. Not because it's a 'chick flick' either - I'm not really a 'chick flick' type of girl. But I guess I could always relate to it so well, as nearly all of my closest friends have been men.

I guess I'm not particularly feminine, in that I'm way too opinionated for my own good, I can't bear sitting around bitching about other women, I'm not a 'princess' that requires a man to rescue her, and I *loathe* clothes shopping with a passion (and would someone please explain to me the fascination in spending a whole day running around to 326 different stores, wasting money, trying on 2,529 items, and having a false saleswoman gushing about how 'wonderful' I look in absolutely everything I try on? Oh, and don't even get me started on how much I want to abuse the living !@$% out of them when they push their way into my cubicle whilst I'm in a state of undress to ask me if I "need any help?" UGH!). I generally have not found a great deal in common with most women - actually, the only two things I can think of that are my real 'girly' obsessions are make-up and perfume (I have way too much of both).

Oh, and lingerie. Sadly I admit the latter has seriously fallen by the wayside as of late. My lingerie drawer is pitiful at the moment (and yes, I realise that lingerie are technically clothes, but for some reason, that's the only item of clothing I could probably spend more than 5 minutes searching for - even that drives me nuts nowadays. I mean, I'm as tall as most models at almost 6 feet, so I would assume that lingerie would be one of those things I wouldn't have a problem finding. Nope. If I find something that fits my waist - which is relatively small - then it's too tight around the hips, or else it fits my hips and is WAY too big around the waist. UGH again! Okay, so in reality, I'm an Australian size 12-14 (US size 10-12) and *not* the size 0 of most models.. but in any event, surely if they use tall models to sell lingerie, why can't they make them in sizes for 'real' women? I'm hardly fat. And on that subject, remember Marilyn Monroe? She was a size 16, and was the sex symbol of her day ... what the hell has gone so wrong with society that anyone over a size 2 is considered fat? God almighty.. the world has gone mad. Well, I guess that's what happens when you have gay men designing fashion for women - oh, and before the hate mail starts - I'm not homophobic - some of my best friends, both male AND female, have been gay.)

Anyway, enough of my ranting - back to the story . . . I never really analysed my friendships with men a great deal, until I saw WHMS that is. WHMS put a whole new spin on things, and I realised how true most of it was. I still find it a little weird to believe that many of my best friendships have, in reality, probably been based on sex. And no, I don't mean that there was actual sex involved - I mean that the male of the pair probably held out a smidgen of hope, no matter how slim, that they may 'get lucky'. This snippet from WHMS sums it up perfectly. To this day, I *still* laugh and nod my head in agreement at this scene. Classic stuff.

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