So, My Mom Proposed To My Dad On Leap Year. In The Particular Part Of The World My Family Comes From

So, my mom proposed to my dad on leap year. In the particular part of the world my family comes from the full tradition says that the man is only allowed to refuse if he is wearing red flannel underwear (odly specific, but ok). Whenever my mom tells the story of her proposing she always mentions, with a huge smile, that she knew for a fact my dad didn't own any red flannel underwear. And that's how one of only three ladies at an engeneering college propsed to the quiet man who liked airplanes back in the early 80s.

It’s an old tradition that during a leap year women could propose to men. This was usually depicted as old or ugly women trapping men, but some art focused more on the role reversal and could be quite cute.

I have a soft spot in my heart for the last one because it plays on the idea of “undesirable” people, a tall masculine woman and a shy effeminate man, finding each other but instead of mocking them depicts it as sweet that she could finally ask him because he was too shy and insecure to ask her.

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