Mr Lo-man-tik, Simply Fan-tas-tik

Why is it that some men are more romantic than others?

I think the line separating the romantic from the less romantic is pretty clear these days. Girls tend to suss out the two pretty quickly. Maybe we've watched enough romance flicks to know (before it's too late). Or maybe men are just more direct these days. The whole time-is-money deal even translates into speedier dating styles. No more beating around the bush. No more year-long courting rituals. If it's takes too long, it's not worth the investment. Heh.

But that's besides the point.

I'm focusing on the men women want to date. No, wait. I can't say that. All women want to date romantic men. (Don't lie to me or kid yourself, gurl, you know you want a Mr Romantic. If you say you don't, it's cos you don't have a Mr Romantic by your side.) No, no. I'm focusing on the men women want to date.


I believe that those who need (the I-would-die-without kind) a romantic partner would hardly waste their time of day dating one who isn't up to their standards when it comes to the Romance Scale. And, well, girls who place more importance on the other aspects of their men (e.g. wealth, looks, true love etc.) would date the less romantic with the other "bonuses" in mind at all times.

But what is it that brings out the romantic spark in men?

Is it attributed to the mouldings of the society they grew up in? Or is it thanks to movies they grew up watching? Or could it be that they were raised by mothers who enjoyed being romanced, who told them that other women would equally be as delirious at the prospect of being romanced by a man? Or can it be that it's as simple as biology, because they are the produce of romantic (or less romantic) men's best swimmers?

I'm not getting anywhere with this.

Solo thinking on my part doesn't exactly help when what I really need is male insight to the matter. I need me one of those men friends who are very much in tune with their feminine side. You know? Those who are still real men, but are acutely aware of the needs and wants of a woman and, of course, the needs and wants of their own.


Some say that romance dies after a period of dating. Some say it shouldn't. I heartily agree with the latter. Why should it? Don't people fall more and more in love with each other, with every day that they share together? Doesn't that translate into more romance in the end? I feel sorry for those who believe in the death of romance in longterm relationships. They either don't receive the outflow of love that their partners direct to them, or their partners don't love them as much as they think their partners do.


Okay, sure. Perhaps the means of showing love changes over time. Perhaps time is now a factor with work, babies, other responsibilities, and keeping house. With such a change in the couple's environment, I can understand that being romantic on a daily basis becomes a little more demanding and perhaps a little more tiring. I'll give you that. And only that.


Is leaving a sweet note, a peck on the cheek or saying "I love you" every once in awhile really that difficult? I doubt that we, women, expect much more than that on a daily basis after awhile anyways. Yeah, we may expect a little more on certain days but on a whole, it's the little every day things that count the most when you're in a committed relationship, right?


It's not like we're asking to ride along the Grand Canal of Venice or stand atop the Eiffel Tower in Paris. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that it wouldn't be nice to be there and see it for myself. Pictures tell me that the Eiffel Tower does look exceptionally pretty at night. It's said to be breathtaking. But what if what I want is more than an old structure to take my breath away? What if what I want is a man who'd be willing to work at taking my breath away every single day of his life? Heck, I wouldn't even need that Eiffel Tower, for crying out loud!




Really though. Realistically speaking, if I were to have to choose between flying there with a partner and not hold hands or say "I love you", I'd rather not be there at all. Take comfort in old architecture and not feel deeply loved in the romance capital of the world – the City of Light? No, thank you.


I am one who would very much rather be in the company of a partner who'd sit by my side right in my very own living room. A partner who'd have a blast carving a miniature Eiffel Tower together with me and enjoy every second of it.

Who says pumpkin art cannot be a romantic activity?

Sigh. I don't know.

Maybe some men just aren't cut out for this romantic thingamajig.