Preppy is the New Hipster

Yeah me and DFW. I was very bad last night. I cut LSAT class early and heading home with the intent to focus on logical reasoning I got quickly distracted. I mean who can resist Maria Sharapova in a tennis/cocktail dress grunting and sweaty, I certainly cannot. Neither can my roommates. The girls get major points for style and hotness, not to mention have a lesbian as a top ranked player, which is just cool.
Honestly though it’s the boys that really float my boat. I really cannot think of any comparison to their supreme hotness, minus a few squash players. I find my taste in these guys it is kind of odd. Normally I fancy myself as a bit of an intellectual snob, and most of these guys dropped out of middle school to tour, I guess their sweaty forearms and their taste in smart athletic clothing supersedes any need for conversation. Oh wait I just realized the correlation. Each of these men that I have in mind, a Spaniard, a Nebraskan, a Swiss, are all gorgeous, smart, sweet on and off the court, and yes, you guessed it, completely unavailable. At least unlike the other unavailable men in my life, I have access to them on television any time I need it, which quite frankly is probably more responsive than some of the guys in my life.