Ovo je citat sa jednog ruskog expat foruma a tice se moje omiljene teme: ruski muskarci (i njihove frizure). Tema je inace o tome kako prici ruskim zenama. Sve sto pise je susta istina. Prenosim tekst u potpunosti
speaking of russian beauties… it IS true that the streets of moscow are filled with tall, impossibly long-legged supermodel types (without even a gram of cellulite) parading around in their ultra-slutty stillettos and often blatantly whorish clothes, bleached hair, fake bakes (artificial suntans), and manicured/pedicured nails. (just telling it like it is–i DID say they were gorgeous as supermodels–and i am AMAZED at how they negotiate those cobblestoned streets without breaking their ankles, or even necks. that’s skill!)
now contrast this with how HOPELESSLY UGLY most russian MEN are. you foreign guys really got it good here! i hope you are thanking God every night in your bedtime prayers. the men are as plentifully ugly as the women are abundantly beautiful. and, i am told, the women OUTNUMBER the men 3:1. then, because it’s not enough to be NATURALLY unattractive, the ruski boys have to get the dorkiest (and most dated) haircuts possible. is there no social responsibility amongst the RUSSIAN HAIRSTYLIST COMMUNITTY? why don’t they just say, “NO, it’s against my principles as a professional to make you look even worse. now, let’s try something that will IMPROVE your look..” ??? i personally know a ruski whom i think is a cool guy in a TOTALLY PLATONIC buddy kind of way, and although he is ugly AND badly-dressed with long, greasy hair (at least it’s not the typical too-short bangs or mullet, i guess) and a scrawny bod, he is a LOTHARIO (womanizer, playboy, cassanova, etc.)!!! he has 2 girlfriends that we KNOW about, and one of them i’ve met and she is a HOTTIE AND 19 WHILE HE IS UGLY AND 31. (he’s not rich, either, lives in a shoebox, drives an old car. neither is he particularly charming–unless you find dropping the “F” bomb often, pretending to be Black when you are SUPER WHITEY, and womanizing charming.) just write a BIG “DUH?” on my forehead and find someone to explain things to me patiently, SLOOOOOWLY, so it all has time to penetrate through my cranium into the cerebellum…..uh, i mean CEREBRUM. see how you have to say things slowly to me?
Zao mi je samo sto nikako ne mogu da ilustrujem fotografijama the dorkies haircuts ever (shishke+repovi) kojima sam svakodnevno fascinirana. Al nabavicu foke, obecavam.