The concept of masculinity is shifting, and usually, I am all for it. I believe men should be able to express emotion, be vulnerable, and step outside of rigid traditional boxes. However, everyone has their own personal preferences when it comes to attraction. Working with London Escorts at Charlotte Norbury Escorts, I meet men from all walks of life—CEOs, artists, travelers, and locals. I see the full spectrum of male behavior.

Despite this exposure, or perhaps because of it, I find myself craving a very traditional dynamic in my private life. I like the idea of a “real man”—a term that is subjective, I know. For me, it implies a certain ruggedness, a grounding energy that balances out my own feminine energy. I enjoy being the “Sheila,” as the Australians say. I like the contrast between his strength and my softness.

Finding my boyfriend in my lingerie disrupted that dynamic. It threw the polarity of our relationship off balance. It’s difficult to feel protected by someone who is wearing your lace knickers. It’s difficult to see someone as a grounding force when they are literally walking in your shoes (or trying to).

I know some women love this. There are plenty of relationships where gender roles are fluid and playful. I have friends in the industry who would not bat an eyelid at this. But for me, the separation is important. I spend my time at London Escorts being the epitome of femininity. When I come home, I don’t want to compete for that role.

I’m wondering if this is a dealbreaker. Can I look past the visual of him in my clothes and still see him as the partner I want? He says it’s just a tactile thing, a harmless habit. But perception is powerful. Once you see something, you can’t unsee it. I’m searching for that feeling of security and traditional romance, and right now, I feel like I’m dating a roommate who steals my clothes rather than a lover.