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Though every guy fantasizes about bedding the vamp, they end up wedding the sweet types.
High profile and high maintenance, these woman are just too hot to handle, says one guy.
By Allan A. Madrilejos
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his point of view
Though every guy fantasizes about bedding the vamp, they end up wedding the sweet types.
High profile and high maintenance, these woman are just too hot to handle, says one guy.
By Allan A. Madrilejos
Not with my wobbly, constantly aching 30-year-old knees. Nor with the kind of pounding my lower back has gone through playing basketball for 21 years. To me, it has become a physically impossibility, chasing certified vamps, that is.
Not that these creamy babes aren't worth the trouble. I mean, who wouldn't drool over the Vanessa del Biancos, the Angela Velezes, the Ara Minas, the Ina Raymundos of the world? Who wouldn't risk getting broken and bruised just to save these goddesses from the lustful eyes, groping hands and exploitive motives of dirty old bastards and smooth-talking philanderers? In fact, I have friends who would gladly spend a night at the National Orthopedic Hospital in a snap, believing that being beaten up in defense of these blue-chip beauties is the ultimate expression of their devotion. And I don't blame them. An excellent anesthesiologist, and the comforting arms of Ms. Perfect seem sufficient to kill the pain. Of course, the latter is better. As a self-proclaimed playboy, interviewed by Details magazine some years back, boldly declared, "There's something real death-defying about exquisite beauty. And when you encounter it, it's like having a brush with a higher life form. For one fleeting moment you feel immortal." Unfortunately, nobody told this dude that to be Duncan Macleod, the Immortal Highlander himself, was going to cost him. The reality is, going out with every guys fantasy date-however ego- |
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wouldn't dare wake up with one-ever. But what of these so-call-ed simple, loveable and gene-rally called marriage-worthy women? There are bad apples in this gang as well, those reward husbands with a thoro-ugh tour of hell instead of comforting the taste of heaven. Confusing? You bet it is. But one thing has become clear to me while writing this. While it's terrific to muse about forever with that dream guy/gal, reali-zing that simplicity and sexi-ness aren't solely limited to what the eyes see somehow makes things less complex. After all, sexi-ness isn't always about curves, cleavage, smol-dering presence, Madonna, perfection just as simplicity isn't always about long skirts, conservatism, being demure, Martha Stewart, flaws. Believe me, there are women out there who hardly care about this dichotomy, ladies who remar-kably manage to be both sexy and simple without even brea-king a sweat. I'm blessed to have met someone exactly like that re-cently. And though I heard she hates my favorite LA Lakers to death, she's still the main rea-son I'm serious about getting these damned knees of mine | |||||
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boosting-not only demands an average-to-excellent grasp of hand-to-hand combat. A beefed-up wallet is crucial as well, especially if pampered, high maintenance woman are involved.
Sure, most of these ladies claim they're not out to suck their men's bank accounts dry and that they, too, need to feel loved, but a daily rendezvous at KFC isn't just how they define fun. I wouldn't call that fun too, by the way. But I wouldn't describe hang-out-inducing, dance-till-you-drop-and-let's-do-it-all-over-again-tomorrow parties these swinging night owls are accustomed to fun either. Let me clarify that this isn't a misinformed and misguided at- |
tempt at vamp-bashing from a guy who's totally inept at scoring with her royal hotness. Actually, I'd rather attempt doing just that than identify who between the Jennifer Lopez- sexy babe and the Meg Ryan- simple cutie is more worthy of a man's commitment. It's just a tough puzzle to crack. All I know is, men have al- ways been eternally conflicted on this issue. And adding two hurting knees to the list of reasons why this is so will, perhaps, make the debate only harder to pin down. Like I said, some favor the voluptuous ones because they bring out the macho in them. Others, meanwhile, see this set as too high-profile that they | ||||||
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 | "A balance of both. Nice can be too boring, too naughty can be tiresome." -Miguel, 31, photographer |
 | "I like nice girls� who know when to be bad." -Mao, 28, restaurateur/ student |
 | "Naughty girls because I'm a disciplinarian." -Henry, 32, entrepreneur | ||
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