But it struck me the other day as my girlfriend and I were sitting in a cafe window watching all the girls go by. No, neither of us is gay. It was mostly because the women were just way more fun to look at than the boys.
'There are just fewer guys with style out there,' I heard myself complaining (yes, it was a rare moment), as yet another a guy adorned in baseball cap, baggy T-shirt baggy jeans strolled by. Meanwhile, stylish and funkily clad chicks were everywhere.
Sure, we women get the whole fashion thing rammed down our throats from an early age and, admittedly, there are some stunningly stylish men out there (the dude at the next table for example looked quite dapper -- at least his pants matched his shirt, and by match, I don't mean there were exactly the same colour, like another guy we noticed walk by), but how is it that in every other species, the male gets all the bells and whistles to attract our attention and all we get are T-shirts and jeans?
That's not to say a T-shirt and jeans, if done right, can't look great, but surely we can do a little better. 'Embrace your inner peacock,'it says in The Secrets of Sexual Body Language.'Remember that being vain just shows you have a healthy respect for the opinions of others - that you're socially engaged. It's like charity, but for shallow people.'
Call me shallow, but I don't think it's too much to ask for someone to put a little bit of thought into presentation. It's like your movie trailer, the thing that draws people into the bigger picture.
But how does one go about changing someone's style in a way that doesn't say: 'Um, you dress like a homeless guy and I'm embarrassed to be seen with you.'
Here's what you do: take him shopping. Find an occasion - his birthday, Valentine's Day, heck, make something up: 'Guess what honey, it's official Take Your Boyfriend Shopping day!' Then guide him, gently and enthusiastically, through the men's department, pointing out things you think would look really hot on him.
As I said, the key is not to make him feel like a Ken doll, but to convince him that you will be reduced to a salivating demon of lust when you see him in his new duds. He'll have his credit card out faster than you can say, 'Now what are we going to do about those tighty-whitey underwear, sweetie?'
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