Brunettes – a myth or the most dangerous fantasy?

Sometimes I wonder how much people believe stereotypes. For example, that one about brunettes. Some say dark hair conceals a special passion, others consider it simply a beautiful myth. But I think it's not about hair color at all – it's what lies behind a woman's gaze that decides everything.

You can appear calm and gentle, speak softly, and smile almost innocently. Or you can make a man hold his breath with just one look and forget what he was thinking a second ago. And then it becomes clear – it's not about the hair at all.

Real intrigue is always deeper – in character, in confidence, in the ability to be different. Sometimes calm and cozy, sometimes unexpectedly bold and daring. It's this variability that excites more than any stereotype.

Perhaps the main question isn't even whether all this is true. Far more interesting is whether a man is ready to test his ideas in practice.

Because some experiments leave behind too many pleasant memories... and a desire to repeat them again someday.