Likes: Polo shirts. People with accents. Road trips. Horror films. Partying. Historical fiction. Singing in the shower. Champagne. Ties. Cuddling. Competition. Power suits. Spin-the-Bottle. Current events. European radio stations. Elvis Presley. Sarcasm. Traveling. Random compliments.

Dislikes: Regret. Hangovers. Waking up before nine. Maryland drivers. Arguments. Missionaries. Exams. Guilt. People who act stupid on purpose. Good-byes. Bad kissers. Getting less than eight hours of sleep. Traffic. Gardening. Humidity. Mosquitoes.

I pride myself on finding entertainment in almost anything. So whether it’s a big night out in the City, or it’s staying in and watching horror films or playing Guitar Hero, or it’s driving for a few hours and getting hopelessly lost in the middle of nowhere, I’m happy.

I got my Master’s degree in international relations from the University of St Andrews in St Andrews, Scotland; I figured I would spend four years doing something different from the rest of my high school class. ;) I’m a HUGE fan of Europe – the UK and Sweden in particular – but I’ve also always wanted to visit Australia, Russia, and Argentina. Travel is definitely in my blood.

I think the sexiest quality a woman can have is confidence in who she is and a drive to succeed in all she does in life. I’m quite a sarcastic and flirty person, so if you can respond in kind and keep me laughing, you’ll gain serious points. I tend to get butterflies from the littlest things: a subtle caress, a quick but flirty text message, a bright, secret smile. I’m a die-hard romantic who enjoys spoiling the person I’m with, and if you’re my girl, I’ll have a hard time keeping my hands off you. Give me honesty, loyalty, and passion, and you can expect the same in return. And if you enjoy romantic meals out, video games, fine wines, clubbing, zombie movies, cuddling in front of the TV, and gallivanting around the world, you already intrigue me.

I was born and raised an Army brat. I have an unhealthy obsession with rice pudding. I broke my collarbone three times as well as my arm, got sixteen stitches in three separate incidents, hit my neighbour in the face with a croquet mallet, and stabbed myself in the webbing between two of my toes with hedgeclippers in only four years because I really am the klutziest person I know. I have been to every country in western Europe except for Spain and Portugal; ironic, because the only other language I speak with any fluency is Spanish. I have broken more bikini tops than I can remember through no fault of my own. Fishing is the best, most relaxing activity in the world. I never leave home without a hairbrush. Elvis is God. My record number of cups of coffee in one diner sitting is sixteen, and I thought I was going to have a seizure afterward. If you have impeccable grammar and use impressive vocabulary, I’m yours, but if you misuse they’re, their, there, you’re, and your, I will likely slap you in the head. I’ve attempted to play six different instruments: recorder, alto saxophone, trumpet, piano, drums, and guitar. My first karaoke experience involved me singing “Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka-Dot Bikini” under the influence of waaay too much tequila. I was this close to converting to Catholicism in my third year of university. If you’re my friend, and you’re single, it is entirely likely that at a certain point I will try to get you to make out with me. I adore horror movies with a passion that is pure and true. I once set fire to my best friend’s head … accidentally, of course. One surefire way to make me happy is to let me drive around late at night and get lost in the countryside. I wear cologne rather than perfume, and Versace is my current favorite scent. If I leave home without my rings on, I feel extremely unlucky and completely exposed. I did tae kwon do for four years, and, yes, I can still kick your ass. I dance like a middle-aged white male accountant, until I have a few drinks and then I like to think I’m Shakira. I detest being woken up. I love me some duuurrrty martinis, but they make me behave inappropriately, so do remind me to pace myself if you’re female, scantily-clad, and within arm’s reach. I’d be happy wearing jeans and button-down shirts for the rest of my life. I love goats’ cheese. My dream is to run my own ’30s-style nightclub. I believe in ghosts, but am terrified of heights, sharks, and tidal waves. Oh, and I once played chicken with a garage door … and lost.

Look forward to hearing from you!