My friends and I have no doubt women who use men for
money are basically your run-of-the-mill whores. Although they don’t stand in
street corners soliciting favours from strangers, they are peddling their
bodies, company and “love” for a price. However, women who practice this will
deny it to the ends of the earth. In my view there is nothing wrong with this
behaviour, as long as you own up to it.
I actually had a fall-out with someone who was clearly
dating a man for his money. Every time she mentioned him it was about how much
money he made and how much she had managed to cream off him. But it emerged to
be a grave mistake on my part to start referring to him as her “wallet”. As
long as everybody pretends that you are experiencing the by-product of a great
love affair and not that you are a kept whore it seems okay to be one. It’s
kind of like someone pointing out that you are ugly.
Just not done.
But in a “normal” relationship, where neither partner is
more loaded than the other but rather comfortably
getting by and paying societal dues, the money issue is a bloody minefield.
Women are programmed to believe that the man ought to pay for everything while
the man has a penis ego problem that leads them to wanting to pay for
everything. One of the most basic ways I believe conquers this stumbling block
in a new romance is; if you instigate the date you pay for it. This will also
help establish a certain rhythm to the relationship in which we both know what
we can afford without having to show each other our pay checks. The issue of mini-breaks is no different.
Let’s share the expenses unless you expressly want to spoil your partner.
Of course my theory is not the dating bible. We all have
different expenses on a month to month basis, so one half might take the other
out more often than not. In such cases, if it makes one (the one with less
eating out budget) uncomfortable improvise by way of cooking for your partner
at home. Dating should not be so “going out centric”. Or at least, going out
where money needs to be used.
Then comes the shopping and the hair, as a black woman I
will speak only from the perspective. Black woman hair maintenance is
expensive, whether it’s natural or not. Unless you are willing to cut your hair
like Alek Wek, you’re stuck being a slave to hair maintenance. On average, one hair appointment costs about
R300, and this is a once a month deal. For the more ambitious costs starts from
R500 – it’s expensive. Some have to change their hair every two weeks.
It seems some black women believe that a man they are
dating should have financial input on hair maintenance. It appears that a black
woman shoulders the responsibility of looking sensational only until she snatches a man, once one is
hooked the torch is then passed on to him. I don’t know what happens to the
money she used for her hair once she has a “hair allowance”.
“I want to go to a party at my friends but I have nothing
to wear!” is a familiar sentence many women say. And often it’s bollocks.
Independent women say this to their reflections in the mirror or their best
friends on the phone. Some say it in a whiny voice to their boyfriends. While
your man found you a fashionista (or at the very least not walking around
naked) you somehow fool him into believing this is now his responsibility. How?
Why?
In an ideal world finances would be kept out of a
relationship until you get married. Because we have all heard how some men
complain bitterly how a woman took all his money and never even put out. And we
know women who won’t put out unless there is money as a reward. This minefield
makes it really hard to know what is right and what is wrong?
Should a woman expect a man to financially support her if
they aren’t married? Should a man expect a blowjob for every shopping trip he springs
for? What are the rules in your relationship?
In our house it is usually my hubby who takes us out, and he spoils me, but mainly because he has a much bigger income than I do. If I have the money I will take us "out".
ReplyDeleteHe does not expect anything in return for spoiling me, but I do know what he likes and I try to keep him happy- in the home and in the bedroom. He loves that I pack him a lunchbox for work, he loves that I bake for him, he loves that I record TV programs he loves without him asking me to... Its the little things too.