I am so excited to welcome Victoria Foyt author or Revealing Eden for a fabulous author guest post on a topic all us ladies love...Men! Read after her guest post to find out more about her book (I LOVE the cover) and find out where you can get it :)
I Love An Ecosexual Guy!By Victoria FoytAside from suave, devilishly handsome David Beckham, the metrosexual poster boy, how do you really feel about a man who likes to exfoliate, color coordinate, and has a more extensive wardrobe than you do, ladies?
Personally, I prefer a more beastly fellow. And yet, I admit to being turned on by a well-tailored suit on buff male a la Don Draper.
But really, would I want to live with that guy?
Lucky me, as I writer I often channel my musings and questions into themes in my work. Thus, in Save The Pearls Part One, Revealing Eden, I created Ronson Bramford, beastly but intelligent, honorable and one helluva sexy guy. By the end of the book, I had gained greater clarity about what I was looking for in a man.
But first, let’s take a look at the fairly recent phenomena of the metropolitan heterosexual, or the metrosexual. Mark Simpson coined the word in The Independent in 1994, and later offered this definition: “The typical metrosexual is a young man with money to spend, living in or within easy reach of a metropolis — because that’s where all the best shops, clubs, gyms and hairdressers are. He might be officially gay, straight or bisexual, but this is utterly immaterial because he has clearly taken himself as his own love object and pleasure as his sexual preference.”
Okay, stop right there. Frankly, I want to be the love object in my guy’s life. In fact, I want his adoration to focus on me rather than his latest Armani shirt.
Before you accuse me of being a throwback to the Fifties, consider that I am not married to traditional gender roles. For example, I have always managed my finances, and quite well. If I want to dine or travel somewhere beyond my guy’s budget, I’m happy to pay. And in bed, well, I’m just saying that I believe in the fluidity of yin and yang (figure it out).
So why do I resist the metrosexualization of men?
At different times in history, the province of makeup or jewelry or fine clothing has shifted between the sexes. And certainly, we should applaud a man’s desire to improve his appearance, whether through better clothes or exercise, though I’ll let you decide about pedicures.
And so, I suspect that the metrosexual’s interest in shopping or clothing is not really at the core of my resistance. Rather, something deeper tugs at my heart.
The argument in favor of metrosexuals suggests that when the ardent male shopper invests energy in his appearance, he gets more in touch with his feminine side. Supposedly, the results include a loosening of repression, and increased willingness to share his feelings and intimacy, all to the benefit of women.
Well, that’s good too, as long as the thing that I need most from him is not lost in the process of deciding which cream best suits his tender skin, or whether he will shine in the palette of autumn or spring: self-confidence!
Likewise, self-confidence in a woman is just as sexy. Way beyond designer duds and exotic creams and any trend of the moment, a man or a woman who values his or her worth, and is not afraid to be present in the world and in relationship, wears the most intoxicating aphrodisiac, guaranteed to win love and admiration.
Getting back to my literary exploration of beastly nature of man, in my dystopian fantasy novel, Revealing Eden, Bramford is unwittingly transformed into jaguar man. And our heroine, Eden Newman, falls head over heels in love with him, even while she detested the hip, sought after titan he once was.
Fighting for their survival in the last patch of the rainforest, their values become very elemental. Finally, in that simple world, they get in touch with their true selves, and yes, find true love.
If Bramford were here, he could change the oil in my car, or cook an intimate dinner for us. In either role, he would know who he is, his confidence would sweep me off his feet, and not his tailored suit.
As the world becomes more chaotic with its increasingly fast-paced flow of information and crises, I want reassurance and clarity from my guy about where he stands in our relationship, and in the world.
And while I’m happy and, even eager, to listen to his feelings, I am looking for him to demonstrate the courage to act on how he feels, not hide from conviction in a storm of accessories.
Perhaps what I want is a new model. The ecosexual male: a man who is not afraid of his masculinity or his feminine side, as naturally at ease with himself as an animal in the jungle.
Born and raised in Coral Gables, Florida, Victoria attended the University of Miami, where she received her Bachelor of Arts in French and Spanish and German. She currently resides in Santa Monica, California. She loves reading--at least two or three books a month--movies, tennis, swimming, hiking, and lots of dark chocolate.
Victoria Foyt's debut novel, The Virtual Life of Lexie Diamond, a young adult fantasy
mystery thriller (HarperCollins) was Recommended by The Center for Children's Books, and received a five-star, must read rating from Teens Read Too: “Foyt has created a compelling character and an electrifying story that will hold readers until the last page.”
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Title: Revealing Eden
Author: Victoria Foyt
Series: Save the Pearls #1
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