Manscaping – Retail therapy for men

g2k

I’ve always wondered about the concept of retail therapy for our female friends. There is an increasing trend of terms like “metropolitan” and “SNAG” being thrown around for men who likes to dress well and look good. I have never doubted my manhood and have no qualms about applying lip balm or hand lotion in full view of the entire office.

I have purchased (via proxy) a G2000 shirt (black – 60 % cotton, 40 % polyester) that just came out for RM 159. I did not get the positive stimulus from physically being in the store – trying out different shirts, preening in the fitting rooms and actually making the purchase. However, the wonders of modern technology (3G video calls) enables me to pick and choose three new arrivals from G2000 from more than 1,000 km away.

g2k lunch

I just got the shirts yesterday and I wore the black one to work this morning. I was surprised to register feelings of contentment, general well being (almost bordering on euphoria), and renewed self-confidence while driving to work. I walked straighter, smiled more and was in a more positive mood the entire working day.

I can understand the concept of retail therapy – purchasing a new garment that makes yourself look (and feel) good, but have never been a strong proponent of it due to my less-than-healthy fiscal status. It never ends there either. I have also found myself dabbling in the mystical arcana of manscaping.

g2k hair

Manscaping is a concatenation of the words “man” and “landscaping” and you can probably figure out what the term means from the two root words. I have newfound fascination with landscaping the follicles on my legs to make the filum look more streamlined. I am also venturing into the nether regions to try out my ideas of color, form, line, scale and texture on the foliage growing there. πŸ˜‰

Retail therapy and manscaping might come across as a little bit on the gay side to our excessively heterosexual men out there, but I can understand the appeal of wanting to look good. πŸ™‚

sixthseal.com aesthetic tip of the day:

Deodorant works for 24 hours. You don’t actually need to apply it first thing in the morning after showering. Instead, try applying it at night, just before you go to sleep. It still retains the hyperhidrosis management properties of your underarm regions and the scent (of the deodorant, not your armpits) is not as strong/overpowering the next day after your morning shower.

g2k dinner

Hah! I bet you didn’t know that a chao ah beng blogger knows these things.

Excuse me, I’m a Chao Ah Beng (Premium Edition), okay? Got study in Australia one. πŸ˜‰

Mukah beach

mukah beach

The primary attraction of Mukah is the pristine beach that surrounds the town. The cool breeze coming in from the beach is refreshing with a hint of saltiness and it called to us like moths to a light.

ah beng

It was evening when we arrived in Kingwood Resort Mukah and I went down on, oops, I mean, with Clare to check out the beach and assumed my signature Ah Beng pose before going into the sea.

beached whale

It was fun to just lie in the sea and let the waves wash over your body. Very therapeutic. I’m having a (beached) whale of a time. πŸ˜‰

making mud mask

Mud masks are available in the local Mukah beach for next to free. Scoop mud and slather it all over your face.

mud mask

It makes for a good sunscreen as well but I got sunburnt anyway.

clare beach

Clare: The new definition of extreme laziness – sex on the beach by sitting in the sea, waiting for the waves to do the rest.

typo 1

I just had to do the obligatory Pimp My Blog thing on the beach. Unfortunately, my sobriety level was not at it’s optimal peak and I wrote “SIXTS…” before Clare corrected me and I used the stick to undo the typo.

typo 2

I then proceeded to make another typo – this time spelling it as “SIXTHT…” before she corrected me again. OMG! What is wrong with me? I can’t even spell my own blog URL. πŸ˜‰

pimp blog

However, with a bit of concentration, I finally got it right. πŸ™‚

blog done

sixthseal.com

sixthseal

I was so proud of the creation coz it took me so long to do it…

trample

…and Clare just proceeded to trample on it. πŸ™

red eyes

Mukah beach is fun but be forewarned – there be monsters. I got bitten by something with pincers and so did Clare (twice). Clare also managed to get sand into her panties. I’m not sure why she was wearing panties under her swim wear in the first place, but apparently sand in the linings of lingerie is almost impossible to wash off. Abandon all hope, all ye who enters here! =D

…and no, I did not take off my Speedos this time. πŸ˜‰

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