One thing, when he fell in love with an elegant sports girl, who went on trips with him, where she pearled her backpack and put a tent, but after years of life together the lady added twenty pounds, clung to the TV and itches about the unheld shelf - here the man's confusion can still at least be understood. But what generally guided men, who from the very beginning climb to the originally full, originally lazy girl, perfectly seeing that she is fat and lazy, to then glue her brain on the subject, and why is she not the perfect Stepford gender robot? Is the love of the bouquet stage so blind to their eyes?