Chivalry is not dead. I open doors, offer my coat, and walk to the street side of the sidewalk. It is being tough without forgetting to be sensitive and thoughtful. Strength to make hard decisions for my family while keeping their best interests in mind. It is wearing sexy bowties for my wife to look at while learning to do my wife’s nails or hemming her pants. It is wielding tools to fix things, building things with my hands, and tinkering with my car. It is taking care of my woman but being strong enough to let her take care of me too. It is celebrating my individuality and being proud that I am different from the boring norm because I love that I march to the beat of my own drummer. Masculinity...I am just me.