“…that moment buying her ice cream was probably – uh – that, that was it.” - Barack Obama

(on sealing the deal with a once resistant Michelle)

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Any girl will tell you, there’s nothing like strolling down the avenue on a hot, summer night with your hot man. It’s sooo romantic. And even more so if you’re on your way to an ice cream shoppe.

Time – that doesn’t involve going over to watch the game with you (which, more than likely, means little-to-no-attention paid to her, convenient half-time ass and the possibility of a home-cooked meal) – is the highest praise to a woman.

In a 21st century dating world filled with drive-by men, or footsoldiers voting present, women crave a man who is interested in being with her, becoming part of her life and not on some bullshit. And, if she’s not in ‘these streets’, labeled as thirsty, smashable nor has a palette for alcohol, I’ve always told men – who wanted a short-cut to some ass (for those Joan Clayton 3-month rule girls) or to get her off the fence of incertainty – to take their girl out for ice cream. It’s an extremely sincere gesture, which shows genuine interest, kindness, chivalry and sensitivity all rolled up into one. It’s the closest thing to a fairy-tale-beginning we modern girls are going to get.

So, the next time a hot, summer night falls upon your city or town, suggest taking a walk to get some ice cream. I assure you, it (time) will be well worth the investment.

One more thing…leave yo BlackBerrys or cell phones at home.