I'm going to do a relatively rare thing here and talk about me.
I got married in May of this year, and we had a pretty good time. I met Brian in 2004, and we have been inseparable ever since. I was initially drawn to his sweet smile, gentle demeanor, and sense of humor. It wasn't until the day after we met that it clicked in my head, "Hey, he's gorgeous!
He put up with me and my 19 snakes, he puts up with my snotty cats (who sometimes pick on his sweet cats), and he does the dishes and laundry. I honestly couldn't ask for more, but he has many other good qualities that are icing on the sweetest cake in the world.
Does he have any non-positive qualities? Sure--he's a klutz! He comes home from work with band-aids on every finger, he stubs his toe at least once a night, and he's accidentally kicked me in the head a couple of times (true!). He also doesn't take hints well, so I have to be very direct when I want something. But, he's agreeable almost to a fault, coos over every boo-boo I incur, and is deliciously fantastic in the bedroom.
He's also thin. Tall and slender, with the body of a runway model (we joke about this a lot), he is a foot taller than I am and a good 50 pounds lighter. We eat the same foods, and he probably eats slightly more food than I do, but our bodies are just metabolically different. And that's okay!