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I wrote a post a couple of days ago about the qualities, characteristics and actions possessed by a “perfect woman.”  I realize it was a generalization, and what is perfect to one man may not hold true for another.  In my case, a tall redhead with great breasts and voracious sexual appetite would make my “perfect woman” more perfect.

So let me pose the following question to my female constituents:  What is the “perfect man?”  Does he possess the qualities that would bring out your “perfect woman?”  I’d love to hear what some of you think about that, but I enjoy more objective and realistic viewpoints rather than specifics like: “He would have tight, hard abs” or “a full head of luscious hair” or “he would watch The Hills with me and enjoy it.”  That last one is just a fantasy.

A woman is a lot like a refrigerator. About six feet tall… 300 pounds… No, a woman is more like a beer. They look good, they smell good and you’d step over your own mother for one. But you can’t just stop at one. Soon you’ve gotta have another woman…

During my daily blog crawl, I came upon an idea that really struck a chord with me. VK has decided that this week is The Perfect Woman Week. Each day of the week, a fellow blogger will create a post on their respective site around the theme of “The Perfect Woman.”

In his own entry, he spoke of a woman he met at a club and brought home. She appealed to his senses as the perfect physical specimen. But it wasn’t until after sex that he truly appreciated her. She asked if he was thirsty, then went downstairs to his kitchen and brought back a glass of ice water for him.

The image of her walking through my bedroom door, in that dress, holding a glass of ice water for me is a portrait in my mind of selflessness. It’s in the simplest of acts that you learn everything you’ll ever need to know about a woman. If she’s kind, if she’s loving, if she’s faithful, if she’ll make a good mother, if she’s the one you take home to your mother.

To me the idea of the perfect woman is a woman who’s willing to put other’s needs before her own. It’s the willingness to please the guy she cares about. It’s the natural nurturing vibe she can give off with a smile. It’s a warmth and tenderness that lets you know that no matter how strong you are, behind closed doors you’re allowed to be weak in front of her and she won’t hold it against you. You’re safe. Someone who’s patient enough to understand that you’re far from perfect but that you’ll come through when it counts.

Today’s blogger, T, breaks things down into a how-to guide for an aspiring “perfect woman.” He believes it ultimately goes back to feminism and the woman’s desire to be respected and equal to men… through trying to be just like men and thereby losing much of what makes them feminine and universally attractive.

Progress to women has increasingly become getting the corner office, working long hours, going to grad school, racking up sex partners, not learning to cook or do housework and binge drinking on the weekend, while giving up a lot of the things that made them unique and strong as women.

Instead of complementing the male gender, the female of the species now aims to duplicate the male gender, and she’s lost a lot of what made her so special to begin with. But the worst part of modern feminism? It made it so that any attempt to please or cater to a man was automatically seen as a sign of weakness, self-hate or even glorified slavery. If a woman chose to stay at home and be a housewife she was a pariah. Cooking for a man or doing housework became a form of oppressive servitude. Then it reached the point where catering to and building up the male ego became the same as devaluing your worth as a woman. Read the rest of this entry »

This girl is going to be in the Miss England beauty pageant. It seems that she isn’t built like a Barbie; her backgrounder says she’s a size 16 (UK) which is about a 12 (US). People hear this and are having an aneurysm because their feeble minds cannot compute why anyone would deem an average girl “beautiful enough to win a pageant.” But she’s also 5′10″.

Personally, I think she looks fantastic. Jailbait, but still hot.  To quote famous Tennessee-wrestler Jerry “The King” Lawler, “All those curves and me with no brakes!!”  The best thing about curvier girls is that it enhances their cleavage… and her’s is in the 38DD range. The only way a skinny girl could get a chest like that is via surgery… and face it, fake boobs are no fun.

I’ve looked, but I can’t even find the measurements of a recent Miss America, but I’m sure it hasn’t changed much since 1958 when Miss Georgia was 36-24-36… which makes her a “brick house” according to the popular song by The Commodores.