We ate lunch Saturday with a couple sisters-in-law and sat on the deck of a local pizza place. The subject of metrosexuals came up and we discovered my wife had never heard that term before. She asked me what a metrosexual is, and I pondered for a few minutes. I thoughtfully fingered the fine weave on my new Banana Republic polo shirt. I flexed my toes in my Kenneth Cole Reaction sandals (or Mandals as one of the sisters-in-law calls them). The sun popped out from behind a cloud, and I gave thanks that I remembered to apply my Gillette aftershave that contains SPF 15 after my morning shower. For some reason, I couldn’t come up with a good definition. A little help?