Guys I’d date – a list of my exquisite taste
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An artist.
A graphic designer.
The lead singer of a rock band.
Very specific: Royel Otis. That dude. He counts as a lead singer.
That specific ex of mine - on and off, as per usual. Curios about how it would turn out now after many years
apart.
Probably a winemaker.
And the graphic designer who designs his wine labels.
A photographer. Definitely a photographer.
A gallerist. Sexiest profession ever.
An NBA player, but not a soccer player.
An F1 driver for sure - wouldn’t say no to a MotoGP rider either.
A chef. A CHEF. But never someone who owns a bar.
A writer and, dare I say, probably a design journalist.
A film director.
A mathematician. Unless he’s a high school teacher or something like that.
An architect.
A landscape designer.
Okay, this one is very specific, but I have a crush on the CMO of a very well-known brand. Met him
on a plane. So that specific CMO.
A perfumer. Or maybe a fragrance designer? I don’t even know the actual name of the profession.
Never a DJ. I mean, let’s keep it real - unless he’s White-Mexican.
A French guy. I know it’s not a profession, but what can I say? Guilty.
A doctor - specifically a neurosurgeon or a plastic surgeon. Only if he works privately and got his
license validated in the US.
Never a psychiatrist nor a psychologist.
I’d date the cool guy who works at Carhartt, but I probably wouldn’t seriously date him.
Lana Del Rey dated an alligator tour guide. They’re married now. Couldn’t be me.
Definitely a king or a prince, and I’d pretend to keep it low-key. Give me that tiara.
And how could I forget - a tennis player. For sure.
Bisous,
Blanca