Blogadda is running a contest on what women want. The question is tough. Countless men and women have tried to answer it and failed. At the start of course, the primeval woman wanted the apple. And the primeval man gave it to her. Ergo, one presumes that the woman wants, and the man gives to be a pattern established way back when God created man. The man had his role defined early on. He provided. He took care.
Seriously though, what do women want. What would a man do if he knew. Ask Mel Gibson. He played Nick Marshall in What Women Want. He pretty much went berserk. Erica Jong said it much better in her book than I could ever, so go read it if you really want to know. This is what I know:
Women want men who want them. Thats what women want. Seriously.
I dont mean the tongue hanging out, follow like a puppy dog kind of want. I mean the kind of want that has a man take his heart out and hand it over without reservations, and love, protect and honour his woman for the rest of her life. A woman wants a man who has the balls to come over and tell her he finds her attractive, instead of hanging around giving her the glad eye with no chance of an introduction. A woman wants a man who will fight for her, who will stave off other suitors and win her. We still somewhere are little girls brought up on myths of princesses being saved from the evil witch by a prince. We want to believe we are worth rescuing.
A woman wants a guy who doesnt bore the socks off her by talking only about work or his hobby or some sport he is crazy about.
When she marries a man, a woman wants a provider. This is controversial, and I’m sure to get flack for this, so the disclaimer, this is my personal opinion. I want a provider. Someone to provide the bread and butter, and I can bring home the jam. Because I am taking my time out from career building to have a child and bring him up, I need to know my needs will be taken care of.
A woman wants respect. Her opinions to be taken into consideration. Her day asked after. Her tiredness acknowledged. Her beauty complimented. Her efforts at making a home appreciated.
A woman wants a man she can lean on, a man who can fight off goons to keep her safe in a rough situation. A home she can call her own. Children she can be proud of, who bring her joy and respect her. Friends she can turn to anytime day or night in a crisis, friends she can count on to see her through tough times, as she would for them.
A woman wants a mother she can turn to for unconditional love and support as she becomes a mother herself, to help her through her uncertainties.
A woman wants her man to make her feel special, by look, touch and behaviour. If she feels special for him, she will move the earth and fake multiple orgasms to make him happy. Which brings me to another point, a woman wants a man who isnt wham bam thank you maam. A man who doesnt turn around and start snoring. A man who will make her get butterflies in her stomach when he walks into a room. Even if they’ve been married 15 years.
A woman wants a man who will sit and talk with her occasionally instead of devoting his focussed attention to the telly or the newspapers. A woman wants a child who will come home and tell her his or her day, a child who keeps her involved in his or her life, and will take time out in her old age to make sure she is taken care of.
Women also want good health. A calm mind. Enough money to pay the bills. And a little more to splurge on herself.
And most of all, a woman wants to be loved for who she is. Cellulite and all. And even through her worst Virago PMSing days. And she will love back in the same way. Unconditionally.