The Perfect Woman

I got a comment on my blog yesterday about the perfect woman. He said that men will always want what Mark Twain described as the perfect woman. "The sister, the mother, the nun, the whore". 

I get it. And I guess I'm perfect. ;) 

Get it, girls. This is what it's about. 

The Sister

This is your friend. You fight, you play, you love each other without condition. You have history, she defends you, and doesn't hesitate to tell you what she thinks. She tries to guide you, and also seeks support and protection from you. She guards your secrets and helps you get out of trouble when you mess up. People don't mess with her, or they answer to you. 

The Mother 

She is there to nurture you, hold you, comfort you, be your cheerleader and pull you up when you feel like you are caving in. She takes care of you and protects you instinctually. She has your best interests at heart and you know it, even when she pisses you off and sets boundaries. She makes everything alright. 

The Nun

She's good. She's honest. She's pure. She's solid. She is so sweet. You want to guard her sweetness from the unclean, the obscene, and you feel softened when you look at her. She makes you want to be a better man. She's like an angel and she's yours.

The Whore

She wants sex, and doesn't apologize for wanting you because she knows it doesn't make her bad. She shows no reservation, she wants to make you happy, and has no problem admitting that she's pretty freaky. She's down. And you want to do dirty, dirty things to her. (And that angel face.) 

And that, my friends, is the perfect woman. What do you think, guys? 

Can you imagine a woman who holds you, guides you, plays with you, sleeps with you, makes you want to be better, helps you with your life, cooks for you and makes sure you have clean socks? 

They're out there, I promise.