I’ve featured some of my favourite men here before, Rusty taking centre stage of course. He’s easy fodder for humour, plus he’s the only man I have. To be sure he’s European at heart despite his love of fleece and hatred of skinny pants and scraggy facial hair. Just in case you forgot this gem of a photo, here’s the one where Neil is trying desperately to fit in the south of France in 1986, long before I met him. Obviously, is this a man who dressed with a woman anywhere near him? I think not.

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But let us not forget the great men of Europe who have graced my little site. There’s the unforgettable world traveler and snake charmer, Jean-Claude …

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Then there’s lovely and gracious artist, Michel …

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The avant-garde artist and musician, Jerome …

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I’ve even showcased a few Euro gents I have only loved from afar like Norwegian singer and underpants dancer extraordinaire, Mikhael Paskalev …

And one of my all time favourites, a perfect specimen of that je ne sais quoi that defines the European man …

It’s true that many men dance, paint, and love their way through Europe with a panache that you don’t see around these Canadian parts too often. Very few flip-flop, board short wearing, burger eating dudes to be seen in the streets of Paris. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s hard to go wrong with a good Canadian lad. Mine has certainly been worth all the years of nagging I’ve put in to get him just how I like him.

So, in the spirit of the True North Strong and Free, I say let’s hear it for the boys of Canada! Happy holidays to you all, be safe and well, eat anything you like and feel good about it. I’ll see you next year.

 

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