I know what boys like…

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When I was younger, I never liked it when boys or men called me cute names at work or in public. Endearments such as honey, sweetie and dear made me feel like a helpless female. So, you can imagine my surprise when I moved to Mexico and I actually began to enjoy the numerous sweet nothings uttered by the male species in my direction. At first, I was shocked and I’m sure it showed on my face. However, after some time, I recognized and accepted the lovely words as a way to show appreciation to women.!!

And by that point, I was hooked. I loved waking up in the morning and going off to work. Chivalry was not dead in Mexico.! Men opened doors for you, they walked on the outside of the sidewalk and they treated you, not like a china doll, but as a precious jewel. They adored women.! Men in taxis, on buses, on the street and at work all voiced their appreciation of you by calling you –

bebe – baby
corazón – heart
mami – baby, sexy
mamacita – litle mama, sexy
guapa – gorgeous
hermosa – beautiful
preciosa – gorgeous, beautiful
bonita – pretty
linda – cute
niña – girl
mujer – woman
vieja – old lady
amor – my love
alma – my soul
vida – my life, my love, my everything
muñeca – doll
reina – queen
chaparrita – shorty

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I could go on…really the list is impressive.! But more importantly, it is used on women of all ages.! And it’s done respectfully, not in a construction site sorta way.! Of course, men who know you well, will also gave you cutesy nicknames. Some of my personal nicknames include Rosita bonita, Rosita fresita and Rosa hermosa.

Amazingly enough, I actually miss hearing all those complimentary names.! I miss being appreciated by men just for being a woman.! Plenty of men here in the States appreciate me for my intelligence, my work ethic, my generosity, among other attributes. But, very few appreciate my womanliness.! I never realized how much I had grown accustomed to being treasured and cherished in that manner until recently.

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My friend and I, and another woman, were entering a Starbucks cafe the other day when a twenty something man was leaving. There we were, the three women, like sardines in the foyer all waiting for the young man to open the door for us to pass him by. But that’s not what he did.! He opened the door and then squeezed past the three of us on his way out. I think the look of unsuppressed disbelief was completely evident on my face.

I made my way to the register, still stunned. And then, adding a pinch more slight to this unchivalrous deed, the nice barista asked me, “What can I get for you today, ma’am?” Seriously, ma’am? Ugh…give me hermosa, guapa, bebe, or mamacita anyday.!!

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