Romance

Romance can be a beautiful thing. I love old-fashioned romantic gestures like flowers, compliments, phone calls just to say he's thinking of me and can't wait to see me again. I like it when men open doors for me. And I can't imagine berating someone for complimenting me on my hair or clothes, although this apparently happened to a friend of the opposite sex recently. I saw him the other night, after I had blown my hair out (normally I'm a curly girl, so it was quite a difference). I asked him whether he didn't notice anything different. He said, yes, your hair is straight. We walked to the car and I asked him what he thought. He said he liked it a lot, but his father's girlfriend once screamed at him for commenting on her hair, so he doesn't make anything but a neutral comment about hair these days. Poor guy.