I’m Not Gay I Just Have Style (Can Men Decorate?)
One night during the summer I was chillin’ in the crib when my phone rang. It was my homegirl Vanessa. She was in the neighborhood and wanted to know if her friend Nicole could use my bathroom because it was an emergency.
“It’s not a No. 2, right,” I joked.
(Laughs) “No, silly, I just wanted to make sure it was cool,” Vanessa replied.
“Yeah, no problem, I’ll just throw on some clothes.”
“Okay, cool, we’re a few blocks a way so we’ll see you in a few.”
Since I was actually NakedWithSocksOn.com, I threw on some basketball shorts and a T-shirt to make myself presentable. A few minutes later my doorbell rang and I buzzed Vanessa and Nicole up.
The ladies came in and we exchanged pleasantries. I had never met Nicole before but I could tell from the fidgety pee pee dance she was doing that she needed to go to the bathroom.
“The bathroom is down the hall that way,” I instructed, pointing to the left.
“Oh, thank you,” Nicole said, before bolting down the hall.
While Nicole handled her business, Vanessa and I caught up. When Nicole rejoined us in the living room, I had jokes.
“You remembered to spray, right,” I said.
“What?! No, I had to pee not anything else,” she replied, embarrassedly.
“Uh, huh, Vanessa told me you had to drop the kids off at the pool after that Mexican dinner,” I said. “Don’t front.”
“Girl, I said no such thing,” Vanessa clarified. “Don’t mind him, he’s just being silly.”
“Yeah, I’m just messing with you, Nicole,” I said. “Can I offer you something to drink?”
“No, I’m fine, but I like your place,” Nicole said, scanning the living room. “I like the colors and everything is in order. Do you live by yourself?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Who helped you decorate?”
“No one, I did it myself. I did ask my friend’s opinion about some color swashes but aside from that it’s all me.”
“Wow.”
“What, is that so hard to believe?”
“Yeah, most guys don’t know how to decorate. Well, unless they’re gay.”
“Well, I’m not most guys and I’m definitely not gay.”
This wasn’t the first time I’d heard this line of thinking when it comes to my crib. It seems as if a lot of women think that it’s impossible for men to have any kind of personal style when it comes to their homes. Maybe it’s the fact I’m a homeowner and not a renter, but ever since I moved out of my mama’s basement I’ve been all about hooking up my personal space.
Both times I’ve moved I spent a good year copping things for the crib and making little repairs and/or adjustments. Shoot, Home Depot, Lowes, Target, Crate & Barrel and Bed, Bath & Beyond become my best friends the months following a move. Sorry, IKEA, we were cool eight years ago for the first spot but I’ve outgrown you for the most part. (Thanks for the magazine holders, though).
I think the problem is that most guys (and some chicks) just don’t think outside of the box. As dope as it may seem on TV, a black leather couch, bearskin rugs, automatic light dimmers and silk sheets are not required for every any bachelor pad.
Color me bad different, but none of those cheesy things have ever been on my radar. I like originality and unique items in my home, so I’ll spend the extra time to get the right colors or pieces. The lucky ladies that cross my threshold seem to appreciate that and at the end of the day that’s the goal of any longtime bachelor. We’ve already spoken about how a messy bathroom can ruin the mood, so a hooked up crib might even help seal the deal.
That’s not to say that my home décor is some way to lure women into my web of pleasure, because I’m the one living here and I go after what I like. Still, it doesn’t hurt when a young lady takes note of my efforts.
Now I can’t front like I’m the master art collector and all that jazz, but my homeboy Charles is and it fits his style. As for me, my walls are pretty bare, except for a few things that reflect my personal style. Actually, I have a lot of mirrors, which isn’t a sign of vanity but I don’t have a problem looking myself in the eye. Sadly, a lot of people can’t say that when you really think about it, but I digress…
Would someone with a cliché/cheesy crib turn you off? Does a man/woman lose points for IKEA furniture after a certain age?
Ladies, what’s the corniest thing you’ve seen a guy have in his crib that he thought was a chick magnet? Do you believe that most men don’t have an eye for home decorating? Do you think that men that keep their cribs in order do it for themselves or more so to impress women? Fellas, are you guilty of having cliché items in your crib? Do you even care about decorating your crib? Has a woman ever bounced on you because your crib was too sloppy? Have you been to a girl’s crib that was tore up? Was that a turnoff for you? Do you decorate your crib for you or to impress chicks?
Speak your piece…
BONUS: Over the course of the summer, I did a video interview with my girl Chia of Gettin Kinky With Chia Radio, on SocialLicks.com. The footage hit the net earlier this week and I figured I’d share it with y’all. Be sure to include your feedback on SocialLicks.com.



“I’m Not Gay I Just Have Style (Can Men Decorate?)”