If Glenn was Mr Big, this guy was my Alexander Petrovsky (Sex in the City reference). We were from two different generations and worlds. He was Gucci and Channel and I was Gap and Abercombie. Our date began at a cute little bistro in Elizabeth Bay. It was so sophisticated, we were not asked for drinks but for the type of coffee we wanted. I actually wanted to drink a smoothie but instead opted for a more sophisticated flat white a la soy. He has a latte a la French. We have so much in common. I feel like I can learn a lot from Herny. We ended up at his place talking about travelling, cooking (or my lack of), men and history. He then did something few men have ever done to me…he actually wooed me. Wine, flirting, and courting. Then he asked me to take a bath with him? Excuse moi? I had never actually truly experience romance or Belgium romance. Let’s face it, romance in Sydney occurs if a guy actually takes his shoes off before you jump in bed.
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So surrounded by candles and while drinking French wine, we bathed in Gucci bath gel. Oui..c’est la vie. They say French women never get fat. Well, Belgium men do not either. I have never seen a stomach that flat. If his faced looked 44, his body looked 24. Yummy or in this case délicieux! So was what happened after the bath....but anways..I am now thinking about our 14 year gap. He did bring it up. I look 20. He looks 44. My therapist thinks I have daddy issues. Do I just want to be looked after? Would he make a good winter boyfriend? Or long term partner? When I’m 44, he’ll be 60. Is a gap in age an impediment to a relationship?
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They say that love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning. Does that mean that a relationship just a word until someone else comes along and gives it meaning? We can call anyone we know a friend, but why is it so hard to label our romantic relationships? Why is calling someone your boyfriend, lover or partner so difficult? When we were in school, we were afraid to be labeled into a group: nerds, jocks, greeks, goths and preps. But we all wanted to be labeled into some relationships: friends, boyfriends, girlfriend, going steady, junior varsity. As adults, we try to get past some labels: gay, straight, queer, bi. But we all seek certain labels: wife, husband, boyfriend, partner, girlfriend, and lover. Does labeling have something to do with intimacy?
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Most guys I date say they are not label queens, even though most of them are clearly into labels; Diesel jeans and shoes, D&G undies, Armani tops…yet when I ask them to label our relationships…the mainstream labels are out the window and the only words they can use to describe our relationships are pseudo, um, an understanding, fun, and casual. My friend Barry met an amazing Austrian on his last business trip. It was one of those holiday romances, romantic dinners, great sexual connection, museum trips and transcontinental flights. His Austrian who actually sounds a bit like my ex-Austrian is coming to visit in July. I think that traveling 22 hours, 15,000kms to see someone is worthy of a labeled relationship. Yet Barry is unable to label his relationship: not a boyfriend, more than a fuckbuddy…lover?….but definitely more than a friend. Maybe the key is not to have a label but a spectrum. That’s Kevin’s idea. Let’s all live in one community when everyone is somewhere in between a friend and a lover. Maybe I’m way too American, but I like my labels. I love to be called a boyfriend…a partner…a lover…or a fuckbuddy!
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My friend David has recently started dating a lovely young man named Mario. They had met a few weeks back at the Italian Festival. It was the typical Sydney gay love story: soy lattés, followed by a concert at the Opera House, followed by a romantic dinner for two at Woolloomooloo wharf. They were clearly an item but David refused to be closed for inspection He was still open to potential dates. He was hesitant to say he had a boyfriend or lover, instead describing Mario as a friend. Why are there so many degrees of romantic relationships? And why are we so scared to use the b (boyfriend) or p (partner) words? Does saying the words out loud make the relationship a reality?