10
November
2008

Why take a chance?

Invariably, when you call him, he will get off the phone first or quickly and you might misinterpret his busyness as disinterest. You may even think that he’s with another woman! Understandably, you feel empty and nervous for the rest of the day or evening or until you hear from him again. This nervousness might make you call him again to ask, “Is everything okay?” or “Do you still love me? miss me?” And, you end up breaking more rules!

So, if you don’t want a man to know how much you like him, or that you feel empty and insecure, don’t call him. If he leaves a message on your machine to return his call, try not to. Only call him back right away if it’s a scheduling change regarding an upcoming date or event, not just to chat. Read the rest of this entry »


10
November
2008

If you are following your heart religiously, there is no reason to call him. He should be calling you, and calling you again and again until he pins you down for a date.

To call men is to pursue them, which is totally against your heart. They will immediately know that you like them and possibly lose interest! Another reason not to call men is so you don’t catch them in the middle of something—watching a football game, paying bills, entertaining a friend, or even sleeping— when they may not be in the mood to talk to you. Why take a chance? Read the rest of this entry »


11
October
2008

Not all men are wolves in gorilla’s clothing. There is a successful proposition for every unsuccessful one, and many men discover for themselves the truth of the old biblical adage, ‘ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find’. They don’t have to be great stylists. They simply have to make a woman feel as if they mean it for her, and for her alone. If they can do that, they can get away with the most . . . laid-back approaches. Read the rest of this entry »


5
October
2008

But often when a man makes an ill-considered plunge into wedlock, it is more a question of his falling than being pushed. Such is the case of H. G. Wells’s hero in The History of Mr Polly. Vague feelings of dissatisfaction with his life, ambitions to open a shop, a sunny afternoon in the park and the presence of a girl he has been seeing for some time, all come together in one fatal impulse:

One did ought to be happy in a shop,’ said Miriam, with a note of unusual softness in her voice . . .‘I could be happy in a shop,’ he said.His sense of effect had made him pause. Read the rest of this entry »


29
September
2008

The truly modern woman, however, does not just timidly bleat ‘marry me’, with a great big question mark. As imagined by the irreplaceable Joe Orton in his black comedy, Loot, she moves swiftly in on the kill, then goes for the jugular with the grace of a panther.

Fay has been the resident nurse during the last illness of

McLeavy’s wife:

FAY: You’ve been a widower for three days. Have you considered a second marriage yet?

MCLEAVY: A second wife would be a physical impossibility. Read the rest of this entry »


29
September
2008

DOLLY LEVI: Horace, you can’t deny it, your wife would have to be a SOMEBODY. Answer me: am I a somebody?

VANDERGELDER: You are . . . you are . . . A wonderful woman.

DOLLY LEVI: Oh, you’re partial.

VANDERGELDER: Dolly, everybody knows that you could do anything you wanted to do Read the rest of this entry »


26
September
2008

MY DEAR MADAM,

. . . Is it most expedient for a man to make avowal of his attachment to a lady ‘viva voce’ (`anglice’ in ate a ate) or by epistolary correspondence?

This preface explains the motive of my now addressing you. It will save me the necessity of a more explicit avowal, and declare to you that my future happiness on earth is at your disposal . . .

And so on, for pages and pages of pompous and prosaic guff. Mr Trollope, like Mr Collins, claims to despise those who ‘contract alliances upon motives of a pecuniary nature’, yet his letter goes into both his financial situation and hers in minute detail. Finally he winds up on a note of unconcious irony: Read the rest of this entry »


21
September
2008

Yonder a maid and her wight

Go whispering by,

War’s annals will fade into night

Ere their story die.

It is LOVELY WHEN DUKES FIND their Duchesses. Or any kind of lord or lordling, baron or baronet. But making a magic proposal is not the monopoly of a titled or educated man. The wonders of falling in love and wanting to marry are available to all comers, high and low alike. It’s a real- life drama of dreams come true for every new couple. Read the rest of this entry »

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