Men: what are you manly enough to do or wear?

I don’t have a pink T-shirt, but I have a lavendar dress shirt. Does that count?

@Adirondackwannabe If that’s as far as you go when pushing the boundaries between manly and womanly.

Fuck gender norms.

I have no problem going out in drag. I even go with my sister to gay bars when she asks. She doesn’t get bombarded by meat-head assholes and I get free drinks.

One a scale of 1–10. Not sure. I look delicate but I have no problem shooting something and making it into food. I’m not Les Stroud but I can do what needs to be done.

The term “manly” bores me to tears.

I don’t consider myself macho. That being said, the idea of me gender-bending is completely foreign and unattractive. I have no desire to wear skirts or makeup. I would
not kiss a man on a dare or bet. I am not delicate, nor physically gentle/passive.

I am perfectly fine with the notion that I’ve been brainwashed to believe this is what’s expected of me. I feel no sense of confinement.

I am quite comfortable with my “manhood” and gave up worrying about what other people think long ago. So, there is no real limit. While I have no particular disposition to dress in drag <or whatever>, should the occasion arise where it would be, erm…., appropriate I would not feel like my manhood was threatened by doing so.

Interesting side note. One of my best friends and long time hunting buddies is a male belly dancer (and rather good at it). He is quite heterosexual and is one of the more manly men I know. Yet, he can shimmy with the best, coin wrap and all. Bottom line: real men aren’t worried about others opinion of their “manliness”.

I would kiss another dude on the lips lol?

I have a pink T-shirt that I wear a lot. It says “I’m wearing pink today because my clown suit still has blood on it”. The hair, man purse, no problem.

Where I draw the line: No facecream, no penis in any of my orifices, can’t call something fabulous, cant say the words poop or dudu, no thongs, and no checking my friends balls for cancer. To name a few.

I am 100% all man. I wear a pink sport shirt with my kaki shorts. But, this is it.

I was born all man and I intend on leaving the earth…...all man.

I have a Pink T-Shirt. It says “Pink-Funhouse” on it. I got it at one of her concerts.
I have a man purse- but I only use it to carry my laptop
When I get a ranger-boot-camp buzz cut, my hair is straight.
I would take ballet lessons, but only if it did not interfere with my golf game and going to the shooting range.
No problem

I cook, sew, ballroom dance and carry a man-purse for business travel. Aside from all that I don’t bother to compare myself to the “manly man” stereotype and know I am not lacking in the man department but with my baby face, the Marlboro Man I am not!

On stage, I’ve done a lot of stuff ala femme.

One of the productions I’m in now requires me to dress as a woman – dress, bra, makeup. I make one ugly woman, but still. I flirt with the men… I want to say shamelessly but I think frighteningly is probably more apt.

I’ve kissed a man on stage. No inclination to do it recreationally. But if there was something to get out of it, I’d listen to your offer.

I’m writing a novel from the point of view of a woman. It was a little weird at the beginning but I’m past that.

Clothes? People give me clothes; I wear ‘em until they they wear out. I used to have pink; don’t think I do now. Ergo, I must have worn them out.

Never any reason to go out dressed as a woman. I can’t say it’d be a big deal. I might have a limit as to how many times I can hear, “You are the ugliest woman I ever saw.”

I will carry my SO’s purse for her. Carrying things hurts her back. Rather the occasional curious glance than the eight hours of complaints.

I wish I could sew. I wouldn’t have to throw away so many clothes.

It’s not a question of “manly ” or “girly”; it’s a matter of being absolutely comfortable in my own sexuality and not having it defined by my clothes. I wear pink oxford cloth shirts all the time to work or on a date; I used to “save them” in my clean clothes if I had a date in the next couple of days.

I’ve dressed in drag for costume parties- the girls loved it! I have no problem with any of this, I just don’t do any of it day to day, more because I am boring rather than flamboyant.

I’ve worn a tutu every day since I saw Black Swan.

It’s a bit different for me being gay, but I don’t see being gay as something that goes against “manhood”. I’m still very much a man and I am very comfortable being so. Thus I do not have problems doing more “feminine” things like wearing pink and magenta polo shirts or rainbow-colored jackets or watching ballet and musicals or hanging out with all girls, etc. I think in a way, being gay gives me more freedom to do these things because people don’t expect to me to be all that “manly” in the first place…

My manhood stretches pretty damn far. Way past my belly-button for starters.

I am masculine enough, and sexually secure enough to pull off pretty much anything. Including a sn that confuses half of everyone into thinking I’m a girl. Whatever, that’s fine, I like women; to me there aren’t second class citizens.

-I know a little ballet but really do wish I knew more. Ballerinas are hot, so I mean, come on why not?
-I have a messenger bag. Does that count?
-I would curl my hair just for fun, maybe. My hair is already straight.
-I have had several pink t-shirts, and dress shirts, none right now though.

I wear make up occasionally, but prefer it when women put it on me. I’m real manly, and fairly feminine to boot. I’d be a pretty boy, except for my oft’ broken nose. I’ve worn drag. Sometimes, at a private home, I sit when I pee. I’ve gone to “all male, all nude” gay strip clubs, to support a friend coming out of the closet. I openly profess my love for other men, including gay men. I ♥ you Stephen Fry!

A real man doesn’t give a flying toss about what is gender normative or not. And a real man is a gentleman, but not so above a fistfight that there’s nothing that would provoke him.

Nothing goes too far, it’s a matter of: are they pulling it off well or not?

I sometimes wear a kilt, though I haven’t lately. I call things cute openly, because they damn well are. I’m contemplating getting a flower tattoo.

Oh jeez!

Once I shaved myself from head to toe, and got dressed in very tight pink hotpants (and I mean very tight) and a shiny wifebeater kind of thing, and walked into a motorcycle bar.

And left wearing a leather jacket and boots! (and nothing else)

meh, gender stereotypes. I don’t care what I do or wear, whether it’s manly or girly. I don’t wear pink because it looks awful against my skin-tone, not because it’s “girly”.

For Halloween I usually include cross-dressing as a casual aspect of the costume whose main theme was something else, like a female cheerleading lizard (way before GIECO).
Back then I wore sensible pumps (12) but my feet couldn’t take it and I wear androgynous black sneakers. Many years ago I was Julia Child in a wig and borrowed white low heels (way before Julia and Julie, I think she was still on TV back then).
I have a few skirts and tights and foundation garments accumulated and usually the costume hides my face with a mask.
Besides Halloween I’ve made and worn some stuff that was as strange and ambiguous as some of Bowie’s wardrobe (terry cloth drawstring pants with bright green, white and navy stripe pattern set horizontally; I busted all the major seams playing softball running from 1st to 2nd) but not much that was really feminine. I mostly wouldn’t want to be bothered with some statement people might think I was making but am not. I’m just decorating and festooning ok?