Super smart, witty, caring, strong, fun. Someone described me recently as giggly and charming. Warm, honest. Sometimes ornery. Someone who knows the limits of her charms. Quick to laugh and tease. Into seeing art, reading and the resulting conversation, hanging out and watching TV, yoga, exercising, making and eating good food, exploring the city, poking around bookstores, laughing over drinks, going to movies, making out. Exceedingly sensual. I will make your favorite sandwich for you in the middle of the night. I will make you feel ten feet tall.
I am not a bombshell -- I'm a slow burn. I am not the first person you will notice when you walk into a room -- but I am the one that you will want to end up with. I'm worth the effort.
My Ideal Person:
I'm looking for smart, funny, cute (to me). Kind, thoughtful, sensual, flirty. Someone who will teach me things about what he knows best -- whatever that happens to be. Someone who cares for me, but doesn't *need* me to complete him -- he's whole just on his own. Someone who doesn't mind quiet, but who also loves to talk. A storyteller who knows how to see the ridiculousness of daily life. Someone who will make fun of me for my bad taste in music (and men) and doesn't mind if I dish it right back.
The last great book I read Great? That's hard -- Emile Zola, Jane Austen, some old Salman Rushdie, Ha Jin's Waiting. My favorite book is Vikram Chandra's Love and Longing in Bombay. Flaubert's Sentimental Education is brilliant. Lately? Eugenides's Middlesex, Ondaatje's Divisidero, Edmund White's memoirs (great, actually), Michael Pollan, Michael Chabon.
My most humbling moment Talking to my almost-illiterate, married-at-thirteen-year-old grandmother and realizing she was way smarter than I would ever be.
Favorite on-screen sex scene Do you have a video camera?
The celebrity I resemble the most Okay, so this is not a celebrity resemblance, actually (unless you are a huge fan of cheese) but yesterday a male friend of mine compared me to Gouda. "Why, " I asked, "because of my waxy red coating?" "No, " he replied. "Because you taste sharper than you look." I thought it was an apt metaphor.
The best or worst lie I've ever told When I was working on an archeology dig, I jokingly told a tourist that we had found the head of the Winged Victory (Nike of Samothrace -- you know the one in the Louvre?). The next week, television crews showed up -- they had trudged all the way from Paris to this tiny Greek island. Needless to say, my boss was not pleased...
If I could be anywhere right now In bed, with someone beautiful, spent and exhausted. Nothing more complicated than that.
Five items I can't live without Art, moisturizer, dark chocolate, my daughter, dry humor, books. In no particular order.
Fill in the blank: _____ is sexy; _____ is sexier. Your laugh; your smirk
In my bedroom one will find... A spare and minimalist bed, really nice sheets, art on the walls, a pile of books beside the bed, light streaming through the window, me.
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