The man I've come closest to falling in love with was a short, chubby, hair-thinning, stuttering goofball. He kept himself clean, well-groomed, and wore nice clothes that fit him.

He was so passionate about what he loved (art, cats, and European history) that I couldn't help but be absolutely smitten. His sincerity had me smiling from ear-to-ear every time I saw him get excited. Telling me about pieces of armor, paintings, music, and all kinds of other things, taking me to different places the way he spoke so happily about the things he cared about.

People can, more often than not, see through insincerity. Be real with what you like & who you are. The people who appreciate those things about you the real ones.