Everyone’s different. Deconstructing the obvious cliché, infinite variables are tirelessly shaping a person into who they are: where they’re from, their culture, the upbringing they’ve had, the upbringing their parents have had, the friends they associate with, the list could go on and on. Yes, the world is becoming global but every culture has its own niche values and practices. We celebrate the diversity in people and build bridges to find common grounds. But more often than not, we overlook that despite sex being a familiar verb, the way we identify and participate in the act can be multifaceted from culture to culture.
It’s Saturday night, you’re out with your friends living your best life when you see a guy smiling at you from across the bar. Blued eyed and blonde haired, your mystery man walks over to you. You quickly smooth your dress, fix your hair and wait to be dazzled with a charming one liner or captivating compliment, but instead he asks, “What ethnicity are you?” Feeling a little perplexed you respond, “Chinese.”
When Harry Met Sally, famously claims that “men and women can’t be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.” But what about when the sex is part of the friendship? Are friends with benefits a real and viable mode of relationship, or are they just a delayed heartbreak under the guise of our modern fear of commitment?
It was Valentine’s Day. A friend and I ended up in quite the ideal situation while we were out. A cute young man approached me and we kicked things off. Handsome, English and only in Melbourne for one night — could the odds be any more perfect? To top it off, there ended up being two of them! My friend and I claim an English man each and head back to their shared Airbnb.