So let’s talk about dirty fingernails for minute. There’s just no excuse for showing up to a date with dirty fingernails- even if you fix cars for a living, or if you just came from plowing the fields. Wash your hands, dude! Or get a “man”icure. I don’t know about the rest of you ladies out there, but I always make sure to look at a guy’s hands when I’m on a date. For me, that’s the attraction determiner. Nice hands, I’m in! Even if the other parts of you are less than desirable. I don’t know why, but for me, hands have a way of portraying a guy’s masculinity. I guess they shows strength and power. Roughness and toughness. Ok, ok, I know what you’re all thinking when I mention big hands, but honestly, I’m not even referring to that. I just want to know that I’m going to feel safe when my husband is holding my hand. I don’t want to feel like I’m the one protecting him! That’s why I like big hands. And tan ones. And even hairy ones. Being that I have hairy hands myself (I do make sure to wax, though) I have this thing that I can’t be the only hairy one in the relationship. It’s just not ok. It’s like some kind of weird role reversal. I once dated a guy who had the hands of a 12 year old girl. I really liked him, he had so many great qualities but I would cringe every time I looked at his delicate, little, pasty white fingers. I would never feel protected being held by his itty-bitty little hands. I know it sounds shallow to break up with someone because their hands aren’t to your liking but for me personally, hands have the power to repulse me. Call me shallow if you want, but it’s just one of those things.
