We often tried seeking for the perfect pair on a given day, however most often than not, we find the perfect pair at the least possible moment.

I’ve known men, pragmatically and as defined by books.
I’ve known men and what they want.
I’ve known men and what they are made of.
I’ve known men and their lethargic excuses.
I’ve known men and their cheating ways.
I’ve known men (just like how I’ve known shoes)…

A friend once said, there is no generalization about men, somehow, I believe that. Despite claiming that I’ve known men, it still leaves me quizzical whenever I’m confronted by situations involving them. Just when I thought that I’ve known them, I realized, I still need answers, there’s still a lot to figure out.

Nevertheless, there are patterns and consistencies. There are hunches more often verified and validated. Indeed, it is true that there’s no generalization yet it is because the things which are generally manly varies from one personality to another.

Men are persistent and consistent.
They will try to argue and agree.
They express gestures of care and gentleness.
They transcend messages of love and sarcasm.
They use their heads more often than their brain.
Men are lousy yet profound (or perhaps profoundly lousy.)

I’ve known a few good men, the likes of Jimmy Choo, Manolo Blahnik and Christian Louboutin. Mr. Choo is the Malaysian who makes shiny, elegant, aisle-worthy heels. The Spanish Mr. Blahnik’s crafts whip up change. Mr. Louboutin created something that has broken rules and makes you empowered represented by the red lacquered soles.

Divine. Revolutionary. Defiant.

We seek them for comfort.  We seek them for glamour.

Regardless if  it is Jimmy, Manolo or Christian, regardless how we’ve known them and differ from each other, men are like shoes —- a girl has to have many to determine her favorite