A man who doesn't know where his spoon 🥄 is makes me feel wary 😏. Because there's always more hidden behind that little thing. It means he either never opens his own cupboards 🚪 or he's so used to having someone else do everything for him that he's forgotten what his kitchen looks like 🍳
A man who has his head in order 🧠 usually knows his house in order 🛋. He's not afraid to go to the cupboard, open it and get what he needs. Such a man can make himself coffee ☕, slice bread, heat up soup — and at the same time he doesn't lose his masculinity 💪.
When a man doesn't know where his spoon is, it means he lives like a guest in his own home. Today it's a spoon, tomorrow - documents 📄, the day after tomorrow - his own life, which he doesn't know his way around. And that's exactly when a red light 🚨 lights up in my head: "This is not my man."
I appreciate those who are in control of their life, their lives, their decisions. Who have an inner core and a basic understanding that domestic independence is not shameful, but worthy. Because a man who knows where the spoon is is capable of more: bringing order to chaos, resolving difficult situations, being a support, not a burden.
I'm not looking for a cook or a househusband. I'm looking for a man who is so confident that he is not afraid to go into the kitchen and find that very spoon. For me, this is a symbol of maturity. And maturity is what makes a man real.
Viktoria🥰