That groggy, sleepy voice they have first thing in the morning.
A slight scruff that’s the perfect amount of disheveled.
An oh-so-casual and cool backward facing hat.
A big fat watch.
And a wallet to match.
Dance skills that go beyond crotch-to-butt.
“I made plans for us.”
A nice wardrobe that consists of more than T-shirts and tanks.
Holding a baby.
Or a puppy.
Or really any sort of baby animal.
Especially with their moms.
A nice cologne that doesn’t smell like Abercrombie.
Halfway rolled up sleeves. A loosened tie.
An untied bow tie.
Just anything that resembles undressing, really.
Pushed back hair.
Caring about personal grooming.
Like, not being too embarrassed to get a pedicure.
Or trimming up the brows every now and then.
As long as they’re not better than mine.
Ability to hold a conversation via text beyond “hey what’s up” and “nothing much” responses.
Ability to hold a real-life, face-to-face conversation. *gasp*
Jeans that don’t give them that saggy looking grandpa butt.
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