I buy cute mugs even though I already have too many. I occasionally start cleaning my room and somehow end up trying on clothes instead. I say “I'm going to early tonight” with absolutely no evidence that this will happen. And when something makes me really happy, I do a tiny shoulder dance without noticing. Please pretend you never learned that last part.

I collect little stories almost as much as I collect little things. So give me one. Your strangest habit. The most spontaneous thing you've ever done. Something you secretly love that your friends would laugh about. Or tell me what strange little thing you'd bring me if we accidentally met at a market. I already know I'll have follow-up questions.

I'm pretty easy to approach. You don't need a brilliant opening line or some carefully planned compliment. Honestly, I'd rather hear about the ridiculous thing that happened to you today. I like people when they're relaxed enough to show a little personality. That's usually when things become interesting.

I love wandering through markets and little shops without knowing what I'm looking for. Old postcards are my weakness. Especially the ones with messages written on the back. There's something fascinating about holding a tiny piece of somebody else's forgotten story. Sometimes I try to guess who they were. I'm almost certainly wrong. That doesn't stop me.

I like men who make conversation feel effortless. Confidence is attractive when it doesn't turn into a performance. Humor helps. So does kindness. And I have a definite weakness for someone who can tease me gently and then suddenly say something unexpectedly sweet. I may pretend it didn't work. It probably worked.