Chivalry Ain’t Dead.
I, personally, thought it went out the window with the rise of feminism and “I’ll open my own fucking door thank you very much, I’m a confident and independent woman!” but every now I’m reminded of the kind and chivalrous way men used to be. Just someone holding the door, waiting for me to pass by, or letting me share their seat brightens up my day no end - what can I say? There’s something about old school charm that makes me weak at the knees ;)
