What did I just say?!?
But she's still a very beautiful, very Russian, woman.
As I've been finding out over the last year or so, Slavic women in general and Russian women in particular are by far the most beautiful in the world- but there is a truly terrible price to be paid for that beauty. It comes in the form of sky-high drama, batshit-insane demands, constant and extreme shit-testing, and a capacity for deception and manipulation that has to be experienced in order for a man to understand it.
That is because the same Russian culture that generates some of the most beautiful, but dysfunctional, women in the world, also generates some of the most dysfunctional men. And whether we like it or not, the fact is that men are always and everywhere responsible for the flaws and failings of their women. This was true all the way back to the Fall of Man in the Bible, and it remains true to this day.
Russian men tend to act like old-school patriarchal alpha males with their women, and that is very much to the good. But they also end up cheating on those same women like dogs, and they tend to die much earlier than their women thanks to their predilection for drinking.
All of this contributes to a decidedly messed up situation when it comes to marriage and family. From what I understand, some fifty percent of kids in Russia now grow up with single parents or in broken families. You have to go look at black American society to see a more dysfunctional group when it comes to marriage and child-rearing.
And all of this means that any man who gets married to a Russian woman, in Russia (or anywhere else), must damned well better know what he is getting himself into. It is quite possible that holding an insanely lavish wedding for one's wife, even when she is as stunning as Ms. Tsaritsina is, may just turn into a very, very expensive mistake.
Now, however, I must play the Devil's Advocate here and point out that there is a high probability that Mr. Shapovalov actually understands full well what he's letting himself in for.
He's a billionaire, and evidently not a stupid one either. So he likely has a prenup in place to limit his losses in case his gorgeous wife throws a shit-fit and decides to pull the pin on the divorce grenade.
He has been with her for five years. She is 27 now, which means that they met and got together in her very early twenties- and therefore he has enjoyed her looks, beauty, and sexual energy right through the prime of her life. From the age of 32 onward, Ms. Tsaritsina's looks will start to degrade.
And while Slavic women gain weight and lose beauty at a slower rate than their counterparts among other races (which is one of their many attractions), there does come a point where age catches up on them in a very big hurry:
|It's funny because it's (mostly) true|
All in all, Mr. Shapovalov is in a highly enviable position: more money than he knows what to do with, a stunningly beautiful wife who will hold on to her looks for a good long while yet, two children with great genetics and perhaps more to come, and (hopefully) a reasonably happy family life.
It is entirely possible that he does, in fact, have a pretty damn good idea what he's doing. I sincerely hope so, for his sake. As I've said before, I do not actually enjoy crapping on other men's marriages and I do wish those who choose to get married the very best of luck. Marriage was, and remains, the bedrock of stable civilisation.
(Yes, I did scatter pictures of his wife throughout this article just for gratuitous eye-candy. So what?)
Obviously, different rules apply here for billionaires. The wedding that Mr. Shapovalov shelled out for may have cost him many millions of dollars- amounting to hundreds of millions of rubles- but the time-value of a single dollar is very different to a billionaire than it is to a millionaire. (This requires some explanation, which I will get to in a future post.)
Billionaires are able to hire the best lawyers, and can part with eye-watering sums of money that would cause the rest of us to curl up into the foetal position and weep without so much as a second glance. If they get divorced, no matter how fat and out of shape they might be, they can always find a hot girl to hang off their arms.
|Exhibit A: The lovely wife of the God-Emperor|
The exceptions always and everywhere prove the rule. If you're going to get married, it's generally a good idea to marry a woman who is one or two notches below you in the sexual market place. It's generally a good idea to marry her young, before she starts riding the carousel. It's generally a good idea to have children with her when she's in her mid-to-late twenties.