My first serious girlfriend was a middle-eastern brunette... great olive skin, fantastic set of tits, just awesome.
Then I dated a bunch of white girls and couldn't stand them. I never found any one that I liked, even slightly. I thought none could ever compare to my first love.
Then I discovered latinas. Dated one from Costa Rica, one from Mexico and a few others and my faith in womankind was restored. I just love that middle-of-the-road year-round tan, ya know? But as I was dating my most recent latina, I found my eye being drawn more and more to blondes again. And to white girls.. and I thought to myself, "Damn.. if I stay with this girl, I'll never nail another white chick again and that would be sad."
So we broke up because she was a raging latina beeotch (it's amazing how many of those are out there... and how well they can hide it!!!) and now I'm dating a a 5'8" athletic blonde chick with a D-cup and a penchant for eiswein, Optimator, and tequila. Best of all though, she cooks like mad!!! So far this year, I've had homemade chili, pierogies from scratch, mousaka, and a variety of other similarly complicated dishes. The woman cooks a whole turkey, makes soup from the carcas, and is done by 2pm as though it were no big deal. And for Valentine's day? She found an "I Dream of Genie" costume. OMFG...
So yeah, now I'm back to blondes. Sure, I still look longingly at the foreign ladies in the middle of the winter with their 24/7/365 tans. That'd be really nice to have. And if SWMBO ever permits me to have a second wife, I know where to start looking. But for now, I'm happy with my wonderful girlfriend...