Women still pay, though. For hair, makeup and that red hot sexy date night dress.
The topic of who should pay for dinner on a date has long been debated and many have answered the question:
He asked you on the date, so he should plan it and pay for it.
It’s the chivalrous thing to do.
Men are the providers and as women we want to feel taken care of.
In my estimation, all of these answers are true and legitimate, but there are a few factors that no one is really talking about that I want to get straight and out there for all to see. Keep reading to see why I think men should be paying for dinner date.
1. It Takes A Long Time For Us To Get Ready
Chances are, men you take a quick shower, run some product through your hair, throw on some clothes and BAM, you’re ready. 20-minutes max, no stress, right? Or you come straight from work and show up in whatever you put on in the morning. Maybe you thought about it. Maybe you splashed on some more cologne. But chances are, it really wasn’t too much of a thing.
Do you know what it takes for a woman to get ready for a date? When we arrive, we look fresh and beautiful, and you fantasize that this is how we woke up. Well, sorry to burst your bubble, babe, but it just ain’t so. Here’s what it takes for a woman: If I know I have a date at night all prep begins in the morning. I need to make sure I wash my hair and blow it dry just right. I have to put just the right product in it so it holds properly and is prepped for styling later.
I have to be mindful of it most of the day—can’t put it in a ponytail otherwise I’m locked in because of that pesky ridge it will leave in my hair. Which means my workout has to be timed, so there’s enough time to get home, fully shower, shave my legs, blow dry my hair, put on makeup and choose an outfit. Not too revealing, but not too buttoned-up; it has to be just right. Maybe I’ve thought of it all day, but regardless, as soon as I hit my closet how I feel that day will inevitably have me changing my clothes at least six times.
2. It Costs A LOT To Look This Good
The second thing that most men don’t think about, and most women won’t actually admit to, is how much it costs for us to look this good. This, in my opinion, is the most underappreciated and under-estimated factor in dating and relationships (and even in marriages). Again, you like to think we just look like this with no effort and no cost, but in reality it costs a small fortune for us to look as good as we do.
3. We Push Your Babies Out Of Our Vaginas
From the age of about 12 (earlier these days) we bleed from our vaginas every single month. We go through agonizing cramps and hormonal ups and downs every month that in some cases (mine) remarkably resemble psychosis, all for the privilege of bearing children (and, yes, it is a privilege). Eventually, we get pregnant and our bodies become foreign to us, stretching and aching in unseemly and unbearable ways; gaining weight we never knew possible. Sometimes we’re able to lose it again and sometimes we’re not.
And if we do, it’s all for naught because the cycle may repeat itself a couple times. Oh, and labor. Any man who has ever witnessed a woman in labor and childbirth holds a whole new respect for women in general. Am I right? The very idea that the human body can endure such pain, and let’s face it, indignity, is pretty mind-blowing.
By the time we’ve gone through that a few times our bodies no longer do what they’re supposed to do. They no longer hold in urine properly. Gravity and sucking mouths and teeth have taken over our precious, once-perky b**bs. Our bodies, once ours and yours to revel in, play with and explore, have become weird science experiments solely designed for giving and maintaining life, and we feel completely alienated from ourselves in a deeply disorienting way.
Once this process is over, and we feel we’ve gotten it all back together as much as we can (plastic surgery for the sagging b**bs and stretched out stomachs, personal trainers, eating programs, or just surrender to the inevitable), our hormones begin yet another horrifying and demoralizing journey into decline. Now there are night sweats, missed periods, extra and super heavy periods (what?), mood swings that cause an emotional whip-lash that puts regular PMS to bitter shame, and yes, vaginal dryness.
Given all that we have to go through just to be the beautiful, heavenly creatures that we are, I think it’s only fair for men to pay for dinner, and for us to graciously and gratefully accept with a demure, sweet smile that completely belies any and all of the above.