@lightleggy: Sweet drinks are girly drinks. That's pretty much what it comes down to. Beer and hard liquors are not girly drinks and they don't inherently taste bad. Generally the difference (in this case) is that men drink something for the experience of drinking it while women are just trying to get drink and act like they're on Sex and the City. Wine IS a relatively sweet drink but it's something that both men and women drink for the experience (or to unwind) and isn't considered a girly drink. Anybody with a respect for alcohol will tell you that you should taste the alcohol or you're not doing it right.
Which is all well and good. The occasions when I do really want to get drunk, there's nothing quite like a (sweet) Grateful Dead or Alabama Slammer. About 3 shots each and it goes down like water.
If you wake up and step outside into the real world....you'll find out girls don't all drink sweet drinks and some guys do. Stop making alcohol a girl/guy thing. It's not.
Gee... sorry, I thought he was asking a question! My bad for answering. Thanks for the news flash! I thought beer bottles came with dicks attached so that you knew they were "just for men!" Wait... didn't the last line say that I like sweet drinks?
Sorry to burst your bubble of "who you think I am" but if you actually read my post... Gee,Not only that but I made it a point to inform our dear friend that the alcohol isn't what makes it a girly drink, it's the people who drink it which tend to be the blonde bimbettes who go to Frats to get wasted and get male attention or have completely sworn off guys for the umpteenth time and sit on "verandas" with their "gal pals" talking trash.
That is essentially the definition of the term as used in the context he presented. Am I wrong? Or are you so pent up on your one opinion that you are incapable of seeing a normal discussion as... a discussion. One of my favorite drinks in my college days was Jack and Sour Mix. I quite liked Smirnoff Ice actually and Mike's Hard. I hardly drink them any more since I don't generally have as many sweet foods/drinks any more and find the sweetness overwhelming and a little nasty. So instead I tend to drink Stella Artois (which is an Ale) or occasionally I'll toss some Jack into Hot Chocolate or Apple Cider. And I love me some Red Wine. My wife despises beer. But she's tried every single one put in front of her to see if she likes it. I've seen her drink quite a few men under the table with any number of hard drinks.
But you keep at it champ. Keep pretending that you know everything that's everything and that others are stupid and the opposite of whatever you identify yourself as. It's the fools way.
Par of the reason I married my wife is because she's not a "girly girl" and she's actual a person instead of a walking stereotype. She has her own mind and her own ambitions. She stopped wearing heels a long time ago because I convinced her that, while I liked them they are far more effort, pain, and risk of injury than they are really worth. Except for once in a while (our wedding for example), she never wears them any more.
But such things are endemic of social inequality. The problem isn't the skirts, the heels, the tops, etc. It's not even WHY they are worn that's the problem. It's the fact that it's done subconsciously. Don't believe me? When women go out "clubbing" (which is generally differentiated from "dancing" which doesn't require men's attention), they always dress "cute". Have you ever see a "cute" ring? Tops, skirts, heels are all cute. Rings? Definitely not. Aside from intentionally childish clothing, there are really no instances where the word cute would be used and the word sexy doesn't also apply. How many women actually realize that though? And so they get ready and dress "cute" when they go clubbing rather than sexy. So that they can be sexy and not be guilty. It also means that the sexiness then falls on the men, not them so they are blameless if somebody gets the wrong idea. I have no problem with women dressing sexy and crushing a few hearts. I take serious issue with trying to remain ignorant of what you're doing.