Can You EVER Get Tired of Being Married To A Beautiful Blonde?

As important as looks are for a first impression, that's not what keeps people together. If it was...then yeah...why would any sane man leave Angetha?

But as you said, they were with each other constantly...that's gotta wear on you after a while.

Also...they were two strong-willed people. Angetha was no shrinking violet from all accounts. A few screaming matches don't add to your partner's appearance.

And lastly....though it may be in poor taste...her looks were kinda starting to fade by the late 70s. Not sure why...but she started to age rapidly about that time. Part of that may have been the stress of the relationship. But by the early 80s she looked completely different. Her face was starting to sag a bit. That "youthful innocent glow" was gone. (That kind of thing can't last...her beauty may have just been a fleeting one.)

Agnetha was not blond (I say "was" because her hair must be grey by now): rather, like so many, many Swedish women, she was a brunette who changed her hair to a fake blond color. Check out her dark eyebrows and dark roots in photos.

As a real (male) blond, whose blond genes presumably come from the long-ago Viking invaders of Britain (I'm American myself), I'm especially entitled to make pronouncements about this, something that I'm particularly attached to doing because I'm sick and tired of seeing phony blond women, especially phony blond Scandinavian women, get extravagant laudations for their imaginary blondness, while in the course of my life I've received precious little appreciation for my genuine hair color. All these counterfeit blonds--mostly female, of course--have the sad effect of lowering the market value of real blondness, as well as creating a false impression that lightness of hair color is far more of a sex-linked characteristic than it actually is, which has the unfortunate further effect of causing blond males to be perceived as unmasculine. Also, the abundance of fake blonds gives rise to an erroneous impression that blonds are far more prevalent in the world population than they actually are, which causes people to feel threatened by them to a degree far out of proportion to their actual numbers--as in, for example, the endless barrage of remarks in the press and elsewhere about how "blond, blue-eyed white males" are responsible for the great majority of evil in the world. As far as I'm concerned, going out in public with phony blond hair should be regarded as a hate crime, just as going out in public in minstrel-show-style blackface and claiming to be of African descent would be regarded. (People with phony blond hair are usually about as crude an approximation of the real thing as white people in blackface are.)

By the way, any attractive women of childbearing age who'd like to receive an injection of blond genes so that in the future you might not have to make repeated trips to the drugstore to buy lightener for your daughters' hair, feel free to send me a private message. I'm also a Harvard graduate, in case that appeals to you at all.

Like the old saying goes "Show me a hot woman and I'll show you a guy who's tired of having sex with her". Besides she wasn't really pretty, didn't have any tits, had ugly feet and on top of all she wasn't even a real blonde. Only thing sh had was a big ass and even that gets old after a while. If I'm part of one of the biggest bands on the planet you're damn right I'm gonna get my self something better than that.