+ Follow IRON JOHN Tag
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[Title] => The Man Code
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Getting long in the tooth may also mean growing fangs, accessories that don’t go hunky-dory with social situations. Those incisors might just bare themselves in a crowd.
En masse sessions like a Lovapalooza kissfest could result in agoraphobia, a step towards vampirism.
Besides, when one gets increasingly jaded, he tries to hold on to notions of masculinity that don’t allow any shake-up for the status quo.
[DatePublished] => 2007-02-14 00:00:00
[ColumnID] => 134575
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[AuthorID] => 1804845
[AuthorName] => Alfred A. Yuson
[SectionName] => Fashion and Beauty
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[Title] => When men were men
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When men were men, it all seemed like halcyon days for the Iron John crowd. Hey, I could’ve said salad days, but would that have been manly? Mayhaps not. (Oops, another affectation. Maybe my own metrosexual’s slip is showing, harking Victorian.)
But when men were men – I hear often from old high-school buddies whose barrel chests are still reminiscent of Caloy, Chito and Joey Loyzaga’s – it was a great fun time, well before the advent of global wimpization.
[DatePublished] => 2006-06-14 00:00:00
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[AuthorName] => Alfred A. Yuson
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IRON JOHN
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Getting long in the tooth may also mean growing fangs, accessories that don’t go hunky-dory with social situations. Those incisors might just bare themselves in a crowd.
En masse sessions like a Lovapalooza kissfest could result in agoraphobia, a step towards vampirism.
Besides, when one gets increasingly jaded, he tries to hold on to notions of masculinity that don’t allow any shake-up for the status quo.
[DatePublished] => 2007-02-14 00:00:00
[ColumnID] => 134575
[Focus] => 0
[AuthorID] => 1804845
[AuthorName] => Alfred A. Yuson
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[ArticleID] => 341863
[Title] => When men were men
[Summary] => When men were men, it all seemed like halcyon days for the Iron John crowd. Hey, I could’ve said salad days, but would that have been manly? Mayhaps not. (Oops, another affectation. Maybe my own metrosexual’s slip is showing, harking Victorian.)
But when men were men – I hear often from old high-school buddies whose barrel chests are still reminiscent of Caloy, Chito and Joey Loyzaga’s – it was a great fun time, well before the advent of global wimpization.
[DatePublished] => 2006-06-14 00:00:00
[ColumnID] => 134575
[Focus] => 0
[AuthorID] => 1804845
[AuthorName] => Alfred A. Yuson
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