I regularly pluck my eyebrows—not because pain is the price of beauty, but because otherwise I’d have a wicked unibrow.
I love baking. I don’t care if people say it’s for girls or whatever. You can go suck a fuck while I eat a delicious lemon drizzle cake.
I tend to cross my legs over each other a lot. Feels feminine, but comfortable. A little more comfortable than the foot on the knee position.
Whenever I get in arguments or fights I just can’t stop myself from tearing up and crying, I just get so damn emotional.
I love Lana Del Rey, I listen to her all the time in my car when going to work or other places. Not many people know about it because I’m scared they’ll make fun of me. I’ve even kept it secret from my Wife.
6. His ass.
My ass. It’s fucking gorgeous.
I will only have sex with someone I love, and I fucking love cuddling.
I can sing the Gilmore Girls theme song from memory, and pretty well. I make up harmonies for it.
I’m straight and am more than comfortable complimenting men on their physique, in front of my wife.
10. Peeing style.
I pee sitting down. I am a disgrace.
I change multiple times until I settle on an outfit I like before going out. It makes me late to work pretty much every day.
6’4 manly looking man, but dear god, when I get startled I scream like 4-year-old girl. Hands in the air shaking, look of terror, the works.
Also get really high pitched in arguments, which results in the argument ending due to everyone creasing over.
I just like skipping about on my way to things, arms flailing like I’m running through a flock of lollipops. It gets my heart pumping.
I love Justin Timberlake. That bliss falsetto is just heart-warming. Maybe that’s feminine to say, but at least I can admit it.
I have a basket of stuffed animals. A bunch of them have names.
Liking Taylor Swift.
17. Liking candles.
I really like candles. All my friends make fun of me for it but they just smell so damn good.
I quite carefully manicure my fingernails. Trim, shape, smooth & buff to a high shine. I have a thing for nails on the ladies too. None of the freaky weird polish & attachments crap, but nice, long neat nails.
I can move my hips better than a Brazilian stripper, though the skill only rears its sexy head under the influence of much alcohol and coaxing on behalf of the intrigued ladies of the room.
I’ve got hair almost to my nipples and my ears are pierced.
The amount of times I’ve been mistaken for a girl is too damn high.
Lotion, and not just on my dick. I was watching a Bill Burr special where he joked about how white people never use lotion. I wanted to see what the big deal was. I’ve never looked back.
I’m kind of sensitive, but at 6`6, and a voice deeper than James Earl Jones, It’s probably the last thing you’d think I’d be.
23. His demeanors.
I’m really bad at waving and have been told I do it like a little girl.
I prefer porn with a plot.
I squeal “bunny!” in a very high pitch voice whenever I spot a bunny.
26. Shaving habits.
I shave my legs and armpits…feels so much better!
27. His fantasies.
Sometimes I think about just cuddling with girls I like.
I don’t take showers. Honestly I probably take 6 a year. The rest of the time? Baths. And ohhh how I love relaxing in a nice hot bath. I even buy bubbles. Everyone sees them and assumes it’s for my wife. Nope.
29. Liking drama.
I fucking love hearing about drama other people are involved with.