Damn! Although, if you ever want red-haired bisexual girls, I can provide them.
I remember that one of my best girlfriends was a redhead... but she had a rather perverse nature. She said that- after we had broken up, and we were but friends- if she had the choice of a Darcy-esque übermensch who was poor or a major-league arsehole who was rich, she would choose the latter. She said money and survival were the two most important things; I said love and happiness. Thinking about things, she was completely incompatible with me; I am compassionate, a feminist, optimist, and worry about everyone I meet (even people I've known for three seconds), whereas she was dark, incompassionate, thought that there was something wrong with me for being feminist, and was rather domineering. I believe that things should be judged on intelligence, compassion and chararacter... she supported the class system. So, actually she wasn't one of the best, she was one of the worst, and she had no redeeming features apart from her similar sense of humour. What was I thinking?!