āMen are delusional. Hugh Hefner lounges around in abathrobe with three live-in girlfriends. You know guys are sitting at homewatching the Playboy Channel and thinking, āThat could be me. Iāve got a bathrobe.āā (Denise MunroRobb)
While my husbandās doing the dishes, I like to come upbehind him, stroke his back, and tell him in my most seductive voice, āYou have no idea how sexy you are right now.ā
Not so coincidentally, I occasionally say the exact samething whenever he vacuums, irons, or does laundry. Itās not that I genuinely find myhusband more irresistible when heās using household appliances. As a matter of fact, he does much sexier stuff the rest ofthe time, which, on average for him, is the remaining 167 hours of each week.
Now, I understand that what bothers most people about theidea of a woman setting out to flatter aman (as opposed to genuinely complimenting him) is that sheās being manipulative.Furthermore, if sheās good at her game, that man gets taken in by it. And according to a popular stereotype, being ātakeninā by excessive, often insincere compliments, is a common occurrence for men.
Supposedlythey are the most easily-flatteredgender, especially when it comes to their ability to attract and sexuallysatisfy women.
But I wonder. How many men actually do get taken in by a womanās flattery and blatant stroking-of-egoways? And how many men donāt get fooled at all, but choose to playalong and enjoy it?
My husband, for example, knowsthat I donāt find him any sexier (than usualā¦) every single time heās doinghousework. But Iām certainly a happy little camper when he's helping out around the house. Heās onto my shameless flattery game. Heās part of the game. Weāre playing andsmiling along with it.
And when itās his turn, he tells me sweet things I donātentirely believe, but enjoy hearing anyway.
Is this terrible of us? I donāt think so. Sometimes, between twopeople who are being playful with each other, the line between astraightforward compliment and outrageous flattery gets blurred. And no one istruly deceived.
On the other hand, there are plenty of situations where flattering a man is all about deception andone-sided game playing. Like, when a woman sets out to flatter a man in orderto beat out another woman. Despicable.
Or, when a woman knowingly, coldly appeals to a manās vanity by telling him that heās the best lover sheās ever had -- even though heisnāt. This seems wrong to me on all sorts of levels. Especially when her deception prevents the man from learning what works for her in bed.
Which reminds me: when Hugh Hefnerās girlfriends tell him thatheās the best lover theyāve ever had, do you think he believes them?
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Thereās another popular stereotype -- aboutwomen -- that we are the easily-flattered gender. Just tell one of us that we're the most beautiful woman in the room, and we're putty in a man's hand.
What do you think. Any truth to this?