I like to smell good, have good hair, and good clothes. I know a lot about music and am a fan of a few types of genres. I know a little about movies and go to them as much as I can afford. I have a garden and a lawn.
I don’t get my nails done, I don’t get my toenails done, and I don’t go to a salon to get my hair done.
I also spit, cuss like a sailor, lift heavy weights, call people “babe” (male or female) and work on my truck for fun.
I take a backpack full of jerky, h2o, and scoobie snacks for the dog and step off on local summit bids just to prove I can do it.
I also take my dog to the mountains so I can look at the view, get some fresh air and think about things. I can respect a killer sunset especially whe I’m with a chick and a piece of tail is guaranteed once darkness falls.
The thing that separates metrosexuals from heterosexuals is one thing and that one thing is simple to define.
Everyday work, travel, liesure luggage.
If you use a Backpack be it Northface or Johnsport or heck even Oakley, you’re hetro…
If you use a briefcase it’s a grey area. You’re obviously important enough to have one which lends one to think you have to maintain an upper echelon appearance. So you’re “metro” by occupation.
Now, if you use one of those messenger bags… You’re either “Metro” or you’re “Homo”. Niether of these creatures will allow himself the frumpiness of a regular backpack or the “yuppy” label attached to those with a briefcase.
Let’s review.
Messenger bag = Metro, or gay.
Briefcase = Gray area, metro via occupation.
Backpack = Hetro