Girl's Best Friend

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Gay men to shop with and warm woollen mittens.

Perhaps I’m insecure, but sometimes it’s very tempting to wish I was someone else. Not necessarily someone more attractive, older and more intelligent (although all three would be appreciated). Sometimes… I wish I was a gay man.

They do seem to have it all – at least in the eyes of a straight female. Everyone wants one – a gay best friend. They are the next best thing to a boyfriend for a desperate hetero-girl, only better. A girl’s ideal man is dying to go shopping, isn’t afraid to tell them that NO ONE can pass off red stilettos (unless they are a model) and that your butt does look big – in that skirt. He will listen carefully no matter how annoying you really are – oh, and they aren’t just ‘after one thing’, well, at least not with you.

Is it a conspiracy? Have all the gay men got together and found the perfect way to get equal rights and social acceptance is through females? Is making countless sitcom’s of stereotypical gay males the real way to get pro-gay legislation? Are they more entertaining – or do they just know something we don’t?

I’m aware that not all queer men are Jack from ‘Will & Grace’ and not many I know are too very like the ‘Queer Eye’ guys. I guess we can let the straight girls dream… You never know – all this exposure to gay culture may even make them slightly less scathing when it comes to the gay male’s female counterpart.