I feel bad for many men, because it was not a world they were introduced to, and they would feel as lost in a conversation about Dooney or Prada, as a woman would in a conversation about Bear Bryant.
I would encourage men to try to spend some time finding the beauty in things. And I would likewise encourage women to get some dirt under their nails from time to time. The balance each brings to life is wonderfully liberating.
This is so true! Neither sex should ignore the interests of the other and, quite frankly, when you participate in something you quite often learn to enjoy it. My ex-husband used to take great pleasure out of the fact (and brag to his friends about it) that I am a huge hockey fan and that he could name a city and I could provide the name of the football team, I knew golf standings and could talk about baseball and would attend games with him. The hockey fan part came naturally to me - I was raised watching it and love it. The other sports, however, I had no independent interest in but I figured if they were going to take up so much of his time (not to mention our television time) it would be much more interesting and fun if I actually got to know something about those sports so that I could participate in the whole thing.
He, on the other hand, refused to help with decorating or give input on anything that was important to me. The time he participated in these events was to exercise the power of veto - i.e. I don't want that (normally because he wanted to spend money elsewhere such as going out to bars or going golfing). He took absolutely no interest in the things that I enjoyed.