Metrosexual guys are girls’ new best friends
COMMENTARY
Julia Mae Jorgensen

Pop Quiz: What channel is ESPN? Anybody? Bueller? Didn’t think so. Well, at TCU it happens to be Channel 24, and the ever popular SportsCenter is on at 6 p.m.

Another question: Can you wear brown with black? Ask any typical roll-in-the-mud guy, and he’ll answer with a gruff, “Who cares?” Ask your favorite metrosexual, and he’ll say pick brown or black, not both.

For those of you who don’t know, metrosexual is the new catchphrase for those guys who you just can’t explain — nice, good looking, well-dressed, educated and straight.

According to MSN.com, a metrosexual is defined as a straight, sensitive, well-educated, urban dweller who is in touch with his feminine side.

Make sense now? It all became clear to me the moment I heard the new word. Those absolutely gorgeous men who take little interest in sports but are more than willing to take a random shopping trip with you are metros.

Now you males who happen to fit this profound new profile, do not be ashamed or inflamed. It’s just a newfound term that clarifies one of life’s greatest wonders.

Women everywhere finally have an explanation for all those times we wanted to venture out and take in a sporting event or dress like a scrub, and a metro passed to do something else or reminded us to always try and look our best.

Boys I grew up with never passed up a sporting event nor cared what they looked like. Today those same boys drool over SportsCenter while I primp for the evening’s activities. They are crude, sometimes unwashed and dirty, yet loveable creatures whom I have a blast spending time with.

Then there are those metros whom I adore just as much. They are confidants, consultants on my often off-beat wardrobe, wake up handsome and don’t mind a chick-flick every now and then. There is no trade-off for finding your best girlfriend in a guy.

Truthfully, a little bit of metro and a little bit of boy is just the right dose for this girl and probably girls all over.

Your boy doesn’t have time to listen because the Spurs are playing? Whip out your cell and call up your metro because you know he’s not watching the game. Need a night of no thinking and kicking back? Take that same cell and call your boy because you know he’s always ready for a passive night of sitting and watching TV.

Either way, metros aren’t going anywhere and now that I have an explanation for all those times I spent wondering, “Where have all the boys gone?” I can confidently know there are two kinds of boys to have in your life: boy and metro. After all, a good balance in your life is the key to happiness.

Julia Mae Jorgensen is a junior political science major from Pueblo, Colo.