Pretty, Pretty Princess

That refers to the guy I want, not to me. I can certainly get all dressed up and cute - I do on the weekends because it's fun. During the week, it's kinda tough - I work in several different places, so I need to wear sneakers and jeans for comfort and practicality. 

I'd love to know that my man (professional, educated, eminently competent) is wearing panties (mine or his) under the dress pants. Even better - under the skinny jeans. 

I adore tall guys. Tall and willowy, even better. Tall and lanky - bring it on. But I'm also open to a petite, lithe, tensile fella. 

My guy can go nuts with manicures, getting the eyebrows done, buying awesome clothes - getting pretty in general. I, in turn, will make sure to match your sartorial quality whenever we're out in public.We can be super-pretty together. How absolutely divine - to swan about NYC looking gorgeous while being totally in love, knowing that we're going to go home and peg later. 

What could be more awesome?

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