Marriable bitches

How tired our compatriots abroad are and their behavior, because of which stereotypes are formed about Russian-speaking girls as exclusively b#$ or mercantile bitches.

Everyone knows very well that "our girls are the most beautiful." Fine, just let me tell you a secret, my perhydrol compatriots in leopard and 20 cm high heels: this is a stereotype. If you traveled further than Turkey or Egypt, then you obviously noticed a lot of very pretty and charming Spaniards, French women, the same Slovaks or Poles.

Do you want me to reveal the secret of your "Russian" attractiveness? Type of slut and availability. I've been to European red-light districts. Well, "their" prostitutes sometimes look more modest than our young ladies. As my Spaniard friend used to say, it’s easy to recognize Russians at the resort - who has the shortest skirts, the highest heels and a ton of makeup in the heat of +40. There is no mention of taste at all. A truly Eastern European style - a sun-soaked muzzle, blond hair, an ultra-short skirt even in winter and over the knee boots.

As for accessibility… No, I won't yell now about the immorality of sex on the first date: in this regard, Europeans have long surpassed us. The question is different. To lay down a European (I'm not talking about drunk club fucks now), it's not enough to be just a "foreigner". A German or Spanish woman will spend the night with you, because she liked you, in the morning she can calmly collect her things and say “chao”. A Russian will often oversleep just because he is a foreign “groom”, no matter what caliber and age, then she will run around him, hoping for a relationship and, oh my God, a wedding! And do not flatter yourself, hoping that men do not see this or do not understand. Ha ha, how! And they use it.

But most of all I was sick of the ineradicable commercialism and the desire to sit on the neck.

It just so happens that I'm dating a foreigner. I am not an Internet bride, we did not meet at a resort or in a club during the holidays: I myself have been living in Europe for a long time. So, the reaction of the surrounding Russian young ladies simply amazed me.

The first sister turned on:

- You are flying to him, right? Did he pay for your ticket? Not? What a miser, then let him pay for restaurants and pay for shopping!

What?! Yes, I bought the ticket myself, it costs one hundred euros on budget airlines. My boyfriend paid more for gas, meeting and seeing me off at the airport and driving around the country. He pays for restaurants and entertainment, yes. But tell me, why the hell does he have to pay for my clothes, especially since he is a student now?

Friendship contemptuously throws:

- But my man paid for my tickets, and shopping (oh gods, these clothes again!), And taverns.

Mmm, fine, of course, but let's clarify that he met with you two or three times a year for a couple of days and was much older than you. Yes, and your boyfriend, in fact, never called himself.

I am already silent about the mass attack on marriage: “Come on, let him marry you, and you will get a passport!”

Honestly, I want to ask you girls: where are those real Russian women who have been admired for so many years? Beautiful, feminine (not to be confused with slutty), kind… Where are those qualities that European women have almost lost and that fascinate men so much? What the hell do you have a counter in your head for? Why can't you treat them like ordinary men? Often they treat you much better and with more respect than your relatives Vasya Petit, from whom you endured drinking, partying, and beatings.