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An aggressively affectionate deep dive into male grooming, unexpected intimacy, and the fine line between a compliment and a condiment. We kick off with a mild crisis of confidence about party tricks and walk ourself gently into a conversation about praise, validation, and whether we’re all just dying for someone to tell us we’ve done a good job while we’re holding a spatula.
https://medium.com/@nickbeefman
Hair removal becomes a metaphor. Or maybe just a cautionary tale. We explore the emotionally charged terrain of moustache envy, sack wax regret, and the unspoken rules of gym nudity. Also, there's a weird amount of chat about cuddling — how to ask for it, how not to, and why Kiwi men are weird about touch unless they're in stubbies and a collared shirt.
Underneath it all is a slightly chaotic but sincere attempt to figure out how to be more affirming, more open, and slightly less full of shit. Plus: a perfect quote ruined by interruption and at least one wildly specific compliment that may or may not involve pants.
By Beefman, Brisket and SavaloyAn aggressively affectionate deep dive into male grooming, unexpected intimacy, and the fine line between a compliment and a condiment. We kick off with a mild crisis of confidence about party tricks and walk ourself gently into a conversation about praise, validation, and whether we’re all just dying for someone to tell us we’ve done a good job while we’re holding a spatula.
https://medium.com/@nickbeefman
Hair removal becomes a metaphor. Or maybe just a cautionary tale. We explore the emotionally charged terrain of moustache envy, sack wax regret, and the unspoken rules of gym nudity. Also, there's a weird amount of chat about cuddling — how to ask for it, how not to, and why Kiwi men are weird about touch unless they're in stubbies and a collared shirt.
Underneath it all is a slightly chaotic but sincere attempt to figure out how to be more affirming, more open, and slightly less full of shit. Plus: a perfect quote ruined by interruption and at least one wildly specific compliment that may or may not involve pants.