OK maybe if he had an accent. With a low voice.

I'd like him to wear a lot of brown and Carmel.

Taller then me, but not too tall. Maybe 2-4 inches?

If he would dress nice...

Maybe have darker brown hair.

He couldn't dye it though. Or really care about it. But still wash it and brush it.

If he'd have nice man hands.

He'd actually wear hats when it's cold. Those cable hats.

His favorite seasons would be winter and fall.

He would love to read. The CLASSICS. And he'd recommend the good ones to me.

Maybe wear black glasses.

We'd share books, and have a place we always sat in the library.

Our first date would be to the drive in theatre.

I couldn't meet him until we were both old enough to drive i guess...

He'd get straight A's, but not be stuck up about it. A few B's, two? Just to make him less perfect? which makes him more perfect.

He wouldn't have a cell phone.

He wouldn't fish or golf.

We could talk about how dumb football and wrestling is.

He'd write his own blog.

He'd drive to my house and hold me if mom and dad have a big fight.

We'd have movie nights every other Saturday.

He'd shop at Urban Outfitters.

We couldn't be in the same grade, no one that perfect is ever in my grade.

He would move here from Colorado or Iowa or New York (unrealistic) or Arizona or Montana.

He wouldn't farm.

He'd relate to my family.

He'd like my family.

He'd like dogs, and have a big one of his own. A shepherd? Maybe a husky.

He'd sled with me in the winter.

He'd ski, not snowboard.

We would have fun sucking at bowling.

We would go up the down escalator for the first date, and vise versa.

He'd also enjoy going people watching at the Mall of America.

He'd bring me on a trip with his family.

He'd be the perfect guy.

He'd exist.