Will the real men please stand up!

Last week I had a few hours to kill so went to see the latest Indiana Jones offering. It was as expected, entertaining, amusing, action packed, but with a little added extra...a real man...Harrison Ford does 'male' really well, regardless of his age, it's all in the attitude.

It seems that this latest performance from Indiana Jones has reawakened a certain 'longing' in the female population...for a time when men were men and girls were...well girls!

This longing for 'real men', gives us the Retrosexual. Mr Retrosexual has been around for a while, however, it seems that Indiana Jones has given a new face to the ilk!

For those of you not paying attention...modern man has changed a few times over the past 30 years...

We have had SNAGS (Sensitive New Age Guys) or Blokus Domesticus the Australian version! Then we had to suffer Mr Metrosexual.

Personally, I always thought that Daniel Craig fitted the real man (retrosexual) image - as bloody blogger is still not working properly...here's a link to gratuitious pictures

Here's hoping that Mr Retrosexual does not morph into something sensitive in the near future!

I would like to point out that there were mutterings on this very subject, on this very site, way back in 2006, whilst discussing the Milk Tray Man

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Opposites attract...

An interesting read from the Daily Mail this morning...

The history of love is littered with famous examples. Marilyn Monroe and Henry Miller, the pneumatic movie star and the intellect with a brain the size of a planet. Salman Rushdie and his wife Padma Lakshmi, he the author of books too well written for anyone actually to finish, she a Bollywood starlet.

More often than not, the pairing is this way around. It is hard to think of many examples where the beauty has belonged to the male and the brains to the female.

Discuss...!!!

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Do I really need an excuse....

This was going to be just the picture of Daniel Craig, and then I reasoned that I am not so shallow that I would just a gratuitous picture of Craig, so I decided that I better write at least something to show my train of thought (such as it is!)....

Whilst reading Market Manila's Christmas post about all his 'Bond' loot, I came accross this link (the picture in the article is not for the faint hearted!) which also linked to this article about Daniel Craig in his shorts (the picture in this article is not for the faint hearted either...but for different reasons)....

As one who has spent the past 25 years lifting weights, I suspect, or at least I hope, that Craig's Bond might signal the return of the beefcake over the androgynous metrosexual as the new paragon of manliness.

I am sticking my neck out here, but I suspect that muscles never really went out of fashion. Women have for years been throwing their underwear at the sculpted chests of Chippendales.

And Mills and Boon novels, where the heroine invariably finds herself snuggling up against the broad and hairy chest of her brooding paramour, have been bestsellers for years.

Which reminded me of a post I wrote about the Milk Tray Man a while back...

OK, that's enough...you make the connections...I'm just going to sit enjoy the view for a while..

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Honestly, I was just petting the good looking drunk guy...!!!

Yesterday when reading Indy's post for the love of pussy, I actually laughed out loud...and kept giggling all day just thinking of this one line....

There is a reason why a dog is man’s best friend…would Russell Crowe have been taken half as seriously as Maximus if he’d gone into battle with a Persian Cat…I don’t think so!

I may not agree entirely with Indy's comments, being the owner of two furry felines would explain my incomplete agreement. However, to a certain extent I can see his point...I love hounds...favourite breeds - Scottish Deerhound, Irish Wolfhound and German Shepherds. But the hours that I work, the places that I live and my overall lifestyle is not conducive to looking after a dog. So 8 years ago I made the decision to take home two street cats from Causeway Bay....its a decision I've never regretted. However, I am fortunate, Chairman Mao is as much a dog as any canine you would wish to meet...he sits, stays, stops squeaking, all on command...and he'll fetch as well! Chiang Kai-shek....well being the grouchy, unsociable character that she is...I never have to worry about her 'cat' behaviour, she curls up in bed at night to sleep and that's as good as it gets!

And whilst touching briefly on the subject of pets....in the first edition of the Philippine Maxim magazine (a friend of mine was profiled, hence I was flicking through the magazine!!!), there was a rather amusing quote....

Men are like pets, every woman should have one"

And today's post from Indy, hear, hear!!! I know he only surveyed the 'blokes in the pub', but speaking for myself I can safely say I agree completely!

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