Everyone has different ideas of the "ONE'. The soul mate they'd run across green meadow while violins play into their open arms, etc. Here is mine that I wrote long, long, ago in a galaxy far, far away:
This is my ideal woman. She probably doesn’t exist. This is totally illogical. I say my ideal woman is 5’ 11” to 6’ 1”. The realistic range is 4’3” to 8’11”. Maybe by seeing my idea woman wish list you can make your own and learn as much about yourself that I did. Then again, maybe not.
My ideal woman is a Libertarian who thinks somewhat as I do. My ideal woman argues with leading questions as I do. My ideal woman likes instrumentals and jazz with small groups (no more than one on the same instrument.) My ideal woman is 5’11” to 6’1”. My ideal woman has red hair. She is about wpth ("about" as defined by me). She likes to work out with me. She likes SF, especially my stuff. She has a net worth of 3 or so million. She works as a literary agent. She is about 90% dominant and thinks of sex more than I do. She finds me sexy (but otherwise is sane.) Although she is pretty dominant, she will accept that I do not want to be a slave who lives in fear of her, but as a husband who loves her so much he would lay down his life for her and getting the whip (or wearing the CB2000 or whatever) is the only way he can prove it (to himself as much as her). She respects my BDSM is in the closet and discretion is her middle name (her baptismal name is deniability.) She is not totally sure what religion she is (like me). She is around my age (that’s pretty vague but so is that attribute of my ideal woman). She likes kids but wants no more than we already have (I have two and my ideal woman has one who ideally gets along with my two.) My ideal woman is intelligent. A college degree (at least an associates) would be good. She is a pretty OK chess player (like me.) She has a voice that makes me melt (sorry, I can’t describe it better than that.)
Did you notice I didn’t go into much detail on her physical build? I’ll let you in on a secret that the men’s union can censure me for (no, I won’t show you our secret handshake ). The woman a man loves is always beautiful to him. There are no exceptions to that.
I know some of those are unreasonable. I'll settle for a net worth of 2 million. Some things are more important than others.
I also know she probably doesn't exist, and I'm destined to die frustrated and sad. So? Doesn't mean I can't look.
When the Lady smiles i can't resist her call. As a matter of fact, i don't resist at all. Well that depends if it is a smile or a grimmace.