I can see him now, dirty blond hair gleaming in the sunshine, out in a field chewing on a piece of wheat. (I mean thanks for saving the earth and everything, though.Your homemade honey is delicious, I'm sure.) These were legit hard-working blue collar guys who like ridin' four wheelers and fixin' busted cars.
Another guy said he was looking for his "forever girl." (Swoon!
) These men described themselves as seeking a person with good character and strong moral values.
After combing through other sites looking at profile after profile of city slickers who so often seem dubious, the level of upfront vulnerability on Farmers Only was a totally refreshing change.
Phase 2: We Have A Winner And He Has A Mullet When I got to the second page of elligible farmers near me, I noticed a guy who was from the South with a fantastic blond mullet.
I'm typically not interested in guys who are business up front, party in the back, but he looked like a country singer, with a super handsome face and a lumberjack-level beard. In his "About Me" section, he stated, "I’m the type of a man that wants to know you before dating you.
And what kind of woman do I want to spend my time with?
One who knows what she wants and who has the confidence to go about it in a moderate way." Um, I'm sorry, what? Then to top that off with, "the confidence to go about it in a moderate way?
Death cannot stop true love, all it can do is delay it for awhile... Love gives you the strength to turn pain into power...
Farmers reminded me that what I'm looking for in a city slicker is something pure and simple In case you haven't heard, there's an online dating site called Farmers Only, which boasts the tagline, "City folks just don't get it! It's a meal and a toothpick all in one." So, with all that being said, I decided to give Farmers Only a good ole country shot.
" (By the way, that tagline's totally not fair to say because plenty of city folks like me were once country bumpkins themselves.) Listen, I get it. When a friend told me about the site recently as a joke, I thought it sounded hilarious, sure, but I was also intrigued. There's something so manly and authoritative about a guy saying, "F*ck it. Phase 1: City Girl Seeks Country Cowboy After completing the basic sign-up to poke around the site, I was shocked by how many matches came up in the New York City area.
One of the many types of men I have always thought would make a great match for me is a nice Southern boy, the kind who looks hot in a plaid shirt, plays guitar, and loves his mama more than sweet tea. For a site that thinks city folks "don't get it", there sure were a lot of farmers nearby, and I'm not talking about Brooklyn hipsters with rooftop bees.