While your idea of masculinity isn't the way that I'd ever want to live, I respect and understand your feelings on the issue.
That being said, I actually rebel against the masculine stereotypes of my own culture, that being American. In America, Men are viewed as the king of their castle, with a beautiful trophy wife at their side. Guys are burly and tough, and protect their woman, they don't cry and generally don't have feelings, they're all muscle-headed jocks, and are there to take care of broken appliances, jars that the woman can't unscrew, and cars. They all stuff their faces full of chips and buffalo wings while they scream at football games with Uncle Charlie. Guys aren't allowed to be sensitive, or artistic, or emotional.
I can't stand being this way though.
I'm flamboyant, especially for a straight guy, and a lot of men look down on me for that, they tell me that I'm not real and that I'm just a lesbian who doesn't like being treated like a girl. In a way, I kind of wish that I could blend in, but I know that it's not me, and I don't want to pretend, so I've adjusted to being that weird overly artistic guy who splashes paint on his clothes, wears tight vinyl pants, sports something between a fauxhawk and an A-line, and makes jewelry out of his home. Yeah.
I guess, I disregard masculinity since it doesn't fit me.