Blonde

What do you call a guy with blonde hair? (Like, we have "blonde" for women, but what's the term for a man???)🤷

I’d probably just go with something like "blonde-ish." (Though I might need to file for copyright if that actually catches on!)
As far as I know, there isn't a direct way to say that in English when you're talking about a guy—it's funny how we don't really have a specific masculine version for "blonde," or for "brunette" or any of those other hair colors either.

You could always try saying "a blonde-haired man," though.

Josip Katalenić

And if he's blonde, you just call him a little blondie...🙂

Emily Kim67 said:I’d just call someone like that a "blond-ish guy." (If I can claim the copyright on that, which I totally should)
As far as I know, there isn't really an American English equivalent for a feminine term applied to a man. Not for brunettes or anyone else, really.

You could always go with "blonde-haired man."

Then you've got Vranac and redheads🤷

But nothing for the brown-haired crowd...

Henry Patel20 said:there's black and chestnut🤷

but there aren't any bays

Back in my small town, we're talking about black and chestnut stallions, not guys!
Though, I should probably mention that Vranac isn't just a horse breed—it's actually a type of wine too, although it's definitely Vranac.🙂
Actually, let me correct myself, my little hometown is even more of a remote backwater than I first let on!
And honestly, my own horse is a bit of a wanderer, so I might be totally off base here since I don't exactly consider myself an expert when it comes to other people's livestock!🤷

Emily Kim67 said:Back in my neck of the woods, we’ve got Vranac and chestnut stallions, not guys.
I mean, technically Vranac isn't just a horse—it's also a type of wine, though I guess then it's just Vranac.🙂
Also, truth be told, my hometown is way more of a middle-of-nowhere wasteland.
And honestly? My horse is a total dummy, so maybe I actually am wrong here. I don't know much about other people's livestock.🤷

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Gay?

Emily Kim67 said:Back in my neck of the woods, we're talking about black and chestnut stallions, not men.
Though, I should mention that Vranac isn't just a horse breed—it's also a type of wine, though that would make it Vranac.🙂
Actually, let me correct myself, my hometown is a much more remote, rural spot than most people realize.
And honestly, my horse is a bit of a handful, so there's a good chance I'm totally wrong here since I don't know the first thing about someone else's livestock.🤷

So, what do you call female horses when the male versions are known 😁 as Vranac and chestnut?🤷
Would they be called Vranka and Ridjanka?🤷
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And frankly, I don't even know what a "handful" entails in this context.😕

northernwolf3 said:So, I was just sitting here wondering—and please don't laugh at me for being a bit slow on the uptake today!—but does anyone actually know what you call female horses? I feel like my brain is just totally blanking on the simplest things lately!

Well, I guess we’re talking about mares now! 😬

northernwolf3 said:So, I was just sitting here thinking about language quirks, and it totally popped into my head—does anyone actually know what you call the male version of a horse? It feels like one of those things that should be obvious, but then you start overthinking it! 😁 Are they calling it Vranac and Ridjan?🤷

Based on everything we've discussed, it looks like we're working with a mix of black and sorrel mares!

northernwolf3 said:So, what's the deal with Vranac and Ridjanka? I can't help but wonder if there's more to that story than meets the eye!🤷
😁

Honestly, that guy Peter from Marin Dolac is just acting like such a know-it-all! He’s out there claiming his mares are all purebred Vranac and sorrel, but we all love to mess with him by teasingly asking if he's absolutely certain that second one isn't actually just a chestnut!
Peter, you’re really out here acting like some kind of high-society aristocrat!
We might as well go ahead and mess with him about that colorful bull, too—asking if he actually likes patterned cows since they match his aesthetic! He’d probably take it personally, though. That's just how Peter is.

northernwolf3 said:Honestly, I’m feeling a little out of the loop here—I don't even really know what this chat is all about!😕

AJ, God help me!🙂Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue which specific shop he's talking about! There's just a little bit of everything in this city, isn't there?

Have you ever actually watched Jack? You know, that classic line he always uses: "So, where did we sell that little gadget, buddy?"🤣

Please don't take it personally, northernwolf3!🙂Oh, man, I totally lost my train of thought there for a second—it’s getting late! So, about that term "ćetalj"—it’s actually a specific way some folks describe a horse that has a splash of a different color on its forehead. It’s all based on the word for a little flower, referring to that colored patch. When you take that concept and run it through the linguistic ringer, kind of how people in certain parts of the country play around with their slang, it evolves into something like "ćetalj." It's just one of those quirky little language things!

Emily Kim67 said:Mares. 😬Based on everything we've discussed, we're looking at a mix of black horses and sorrels.

I mean, seriously, is it actually true that a mare is just a female horse? It sounds like one of those things you'd laugh at, but honestly, sometimes the simplest facts are the ones that make you pause for a second.😲
I heard that directly from my sweetheart when he told me... "Let me just give you a good squeeze, my darling," and honestly, I took it as such a beautiful sentiment. It was just one of those sweet, tender little things he says to me out of pure affection.🤣

Honestly, that guy Peter from Marin Dolac is just acting like he’s some kind of expert, but let’s be real—his mares are nothing more than a standard Vranac and a chestnut. We all take the piss out of him constantly, teasing him and asking if he’s absolutely certain that second one isn't just another chestnut.
Peter, you’re really out here acting like some kind of high-society aristocrat, but we all know you're just playing a part.
We’re really going to push his buttons regarding that multicolored bull, especially when his cow turns out to be spotted—you know how much he loves those patterned ones. It’s definitely going to get under his skin, but honestly, that’s just classic Peter for you.

Honestly, I don't think your buddy Peter is nearly as bad as you're making him out to be, though I suppose it's hard to say for sure when everyone seems so intent on acting like they have all the answers.😁
And don't even get me started on those people trying to act all high-and-mighty and noble... honestly, they aren't just some unrefined bunch of hillbillies either; you'll find every single kind of pretender under the sun.

I know this one guy whose mother is just incredible—she’s constantly making everything from scratch, whether it’s sewing her own gray shirts and pants or knitting these beautiful sweaters. Honestly, the woman has golden hands; she could practically run her own boutique if she wanted to.
I told her straight up that I wasn't interested in any of that cheap, imitation stuff she was peddling because I have much higher standards for what I bring into my life, and honestly, I only want the real deal—the high-quality items that come with the authentic Markicon seal.
And what exactly is she going to do? She’ll head down to the local boutique or maybe a shop like Nordstrom, pick up a bunch of those little crocodile emblems—not the living kind, obviously, just the decorative ones—and then proceed to pin them all over his entire wardrobe.
And now he’s wearing his underwear pulled up way above his waistband, so you can see them sticking out, and they've got a giant crocodile printed right on them.
And from here on out, everything really needs to align with her wardrobe, because that’s how she chooses things—she’s always gravitating toward those mini skirts, just one after another.😬

AJ, God help me. Listen, he clearly hasn't the slightest clue which shop he’s looking for, but honestly, you can find just about anything you could ever need right here in the city.

Honestly, I’ve come to realize that the city can be such an overwhelming, soul-crushing force sometimes. It really feels like this massive, looming entity that just exists to drain the life out of you if you aren't careful.
Honestly, if we didn't have the internet to guide us, I truly believe people would struggle to remember their own names, let alone figure out what an actual conversation is even supposed to look like.
Here is how you lay it out... I am Gvozdenko Celik, my wife is Vesela, née Lesina, and our son is Kamenko... so whenever they need to verify anything, they can just take a look at this and have all the answers they could ever need.😁

Have you ever actually sat down and watched any Jack? You know, that classic bit where he says, "Hey, where did we sell that gadget, man?"

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Don't take it personally, northernwolf3.🙂I got a little caught up in the moment there, and I realize it’s getting late. So, about that term—it’s actually a specific regional way of describing a horse that has a patch of a different color on its forehead. It essentially stems from the word for "flower," referring to that distinct spot. When people from the local area take that root word and play around with the dialect to give it a bit more flavor, you end up with this unique little variation that sounds exactly like what I mentioned.

To me, that sounds absolutely romantic.
I’ve always had such a soft spot for people who are a bit more substantial and hearty, and honestly, I just love being around those folks who have that natural knack for making me laugh.
And you've gone and made me laugh, too... what a lovely way to kick off the week!🙂

Bond 😂