These women are only half-stupid. They are smart in that know they are young and sexy. So, they capitalize on with their sexuality. Hey, that's life.
They are stupid because they piss away the dough on show-off luxury goods in order to impress other half-stupid girls. It becomes a bizarre arms race where the cupcakes attempt to outdo one another with bragging rights, never mentioning the gang bangs, sex with dogs, and having human feces spread on them. It's all about the intra-female competition.
The only winners are the rich guys. They know these dames have a price. They know the dames will do anything in order to impress the other young dames with the accouterments of luxury. Sure, one or two of these girls will actually manage to save up some money. Good for them. They had enough future orientation to know that gang bangs on yachts at Cannes is not a long-term career.
The rest of them when they hit 35? They might hope for an occasional romp with the executive chef on a yacht in exchange for some luxury eating while the 20-somethings suck yacht-owner's dick on the poop deck. But that chef ain't committing to her because he's seen her take five cocks in 20 minutes. She's gotta find something else, and fast. Marriage to a fine provider is the answer. But he's still fucking girls on the poop deck.
They are stupid because they piss away the dough on show-off luxury goods in order to impress other half-stupid girls. It becomes a bizarre arms race where the cupcakes attempt to outdo one another with bragging rights, never mentioning the gang bangs, sex with dogs, and having human feces spread on them. It's all about the intra-female competition.
The only winners are the rich guys. They know these dames have a price. They know the dames will do anything in order to impress the other young dames with the accouterments of luxury. Sure, one or two of these girls will actually manage to save up some money. Good for them. They had enough future orientation to know that gang bangs on yachts at Cannes is not a long-term career.
The rest of them when they hit 35? They might hope for an occasional romp with the executive chef on a yacht in exchange for some luxury eating while the 20-somethings suck yacht-owner's dick on the poop deck. But that chef ain't committing to her because he's seen her take five cocks in 20 minutes. She's gotta find something else, and fast. Marriage to a fine provider is the answer. But he's still fucking girls on the poop deck.