I just graduated from art school. In an ideal world I spend most of my time in the studio painting. In reality I get to paint three evenings a week; after the drudgery of the office 9-5.
I have a wide circle of friends: sometimes I over-extend. I read constantly; love to travel; and get weepy during sentimental movies even though I think they're ridiculous.
Back in that ideal world of mine: you are self-possessed, and self-aware; have a passion for learning and can talk at length about topics from Kierkegaard to Menomena. You're a nerd, but you don't look like one, and I hope you don't visit sites like her first lesbian sex. You're a bit of a hipster, but you realize how tedious irony can be when it's over applied. You mist up over sappy stories and have a biting wit.
In reality: you are kind and straightforward without too many of your own pretences. You are the perfect mix of contradictions and can account for my own. Most importantly: you are nuts about me, because I'm pretty fabulous.