Despite living in a country where an absurd proportion of the female population is thin, young, blonde and insanely attractive, 79% of the male population of Sweden somehow believes that Mongolia’s women are the sexiest in the world.
“Oh yes, there’s no comparison,” said Karl Tomasson, 34, an electrician in Stockholm.
A recent survey conducted by the Swedish National Data Service revealed that 79% of Swedish males aged 18-35 deem Mongolian females to be the sexiest in the world, for the love of God.
“Ya sure,” said Adam Eklund, 22, a computer programmer in Malmö.
“Them Mongolian girls have the nicest faces, you betcha.
And they have really beautiful eyes, too, doncha know.
If I could go anywhere in the world and date anybody I wanted, I’d be sure to head straight to Ulaanbaatar and pick out one o’ them girls there, ya sure.” Ivar Vinter, 27, a fashion and glamour photographer based in Stockholm, was even more vehement in his support of the Mongolian feminine aesthetic, if that makes any sense at all.
“I just get so sick and tired of snapping pictures of tall, statuesque women with perfect hair and nails and teeth brighter than the snows of Norrland,” he said, taking a break from a group swimsuit photography session with Yvette Rachelle, Elin Nordegren, and Vendela Kirsebom in strapless bikinis. Their hair is so golden and lustrous, and their skin is so smooth and flawless. How I long to make the pilgrimage to Central Asia and get lost among the 1.5-meter beauty queens of the steppes.” “I just can’t rest until I line up a Mongolian stunner in full-body deel standing in front of her goat-skin yurt,” Vinter added.
Vinter, though he lives in a country which one hundred goddamn percent of the American and central European male population would give their right fucking arm to visit, says that he feels “bored” at his job and “has no energy” for the dating scene.
“I mean, everywhere I go, I have these young, lithe, virile women with ice-blue eyes and gorgeous figures throwing themselves at me,” he said, yawning as Vendela Kirsebom pulled her swimsuit down lower to show the cameraman the curve of her thigh. I just love men with wind-burned faces and tangled hair who stay out for weeks hunting wolves and come home wearing the skins of their catch.
“I’m going out of my mind with the monotony.” Adam Eklund gave the dating scene in Malmö “an honest try, there” but “it didn’t really work out, doncha know.” “I tried the ol’ dating service, ya sure,” Eklund continued. I met Czech girls, Polish girls, Norwegian girls, Danish girls. There’s nothing else in the world for me.” At press time, Karl Tomasson, Adam Eklund and Ivar Vintner had just finished booking plane tickets to Ulaanbaatar, if you can believe it.