Thirsty Vampires and Wine
Does the vampire need blood more than wine or is wine merely something to tide him over until his next date? And what is it about women and our infatuation with the vampire? I think it’s mainly because we love bad boys and the fact that they see through our most brilliant disguise.
Blend in the fact that a vampire is searching for eternal love and needs a hell of a lot more than wine to survive; we’ve got ourselves the ultimate bad boy. He is accountable to no one, lives by his own rules, wears nice clothes, and is despised by most of our living friends. He is the man our mother warned us about except with more guy-liner and lip gloss than she could have ever imagined. He isn’t just bad, he’s deceased and he usually knows a decent Cabernet when he sees one. Deal with that, Mom!
Fact is, the typical guy runs with a pack; a group of tight knit drinking buddies who stop by to watch the game, do the links on the weekends and get into trouble together. This clan takes up quality time and attention that is normally reserved for me. Vampires always gig solo. They don’t have many friends, and if they do, they are usually out doing their own thing. We love vampires because they have all the time in the world. And they’ve aged much better than any of the great wines. Literally.
And I’ve never seen a badly dressed vampire. Never. Vampires are always fashionably attired with the best hair and a to-die-for complexion (maybe a bit pale). Their fashionable (and usually dark) clothes highlight just the right amount of chest. A slick pair of skin-tight pants and an occasional ascot or medallion ends the picture. Like a Maynard James Keenan without the huge crucifix in his pants — Goth but classy. Most of the time they are better dressed than the living, not even taking into consideration the fact they can’t exactly run to Gap at lunch to pick up a nice pair of dark chinos for tonight’s wine tasting. They wear their clothes well and always with the perfect fit. It’s also okay with me that they seemed to have dropped the cape thing.
Woman love sex, right? But what we love even more is the time put in as prelude to sex. It’s too often that men just like to get down to business — but not vampires. They want us to open up and breathe. Truth is, they don’t even really care about sex. They just need to fool around. Especially around the neck area — the “sweet spot” as it’s known around the coffins. They know how to start off tender and soft and then get a little rough. Rough enough to draw blood.
We’ve got a lot of wine in us and some True Blood so let’s drink to dark romance.
