It’s an immutable fact of the universe – husbands get bored when their wives go shopping. So the Global Harbour Mall in Shanghai has come up with an interesting way to keep men occupied while their wives shop: ‘husband storage pods‘.
Bulky pockets have never been and will never be in style. If you’re particularly OC and can’t bear to see all those smudges and fingerprints on your phone and tablet, then you probably have a microfiber cleaning cloth somewhere in your pocket or bag.
Smudged screens are one of my biggest pet peeves. Unfortunately, they’re virtually unavoidable when you have a smartphone because every tap or swipe on the screen will put greasy fingerprints on it.
For that reason, I carry a microfabric cloth with me wherever I go.
As a manly man, I’m not big on jewelry. No necklaces here. Well, not unless they were of an eagle or something – with a fresh kill in it’s claws. No rings. Nothing. But I would wear the Man Ring in a heartbeat.
Most men I know don’t smell like bacon, baseball gloves, top soil, or urinal cakes, but maybe it’s because the men I know take baths regularly and practice good hygiene. At least, I’d like to think so.
Just when I think that I could find no more weird gadgets from Japan, along comes yet another ridiculous invention that’s designed to solve a single, decidedly first-world problem – unruly men’s eyebrows.
Multipurpose stuff like the Titan Multi Tool Collar and LG Smart Scan Mouse make seemingly ordinary things seem much more useful. But then there are designs like the ThingThong that makes me think twice about cramming too many uses into a certain object.
Guys are difficult to target when it comes to ads. One of the best ways to get their attention is to plaster a really pretty (or sexy) woman beside the target product, but sometimes, even that doesn’t work.
A few years back there was an alarming trend of small purse-like accessory bags (also known as “manbags” or “murses”) being carried by metrosexuals in the trendier parts of town. Regardless of how in touch I am with my masculinity, I could never bring myself to point where I would carry one.