Oh no, don't get me wrong - I like him. It kinda scares the shit out of me, actually, and makes me squirm and blush when people ask.
He's a great guy with a good vintage sense of style and way of conducting himself. And of course very silly so he keeps me laughing. We'd been dancing back and forth around each other for some months until we finally sat down to breakfast, alone (as opposed to surrounded by mutual friends), to discuss an upcoming photo shoot and ended up spending from 9AM to 4PM together. The shoot was the next day, and the day after that he was asking me out on a real date.
What can I say? He had me at his sneaky grin and "Hello, doll!"
He's a great guy with a good vintage sense of style and way of conducting himself. And of course very silly so he keeps me laughing. We'd been dancing back and forth around each other for some months until we finally sat down to breakfast, alone (as opposed to surrounded by mutual friends), to discuss an upcoming photo shoot and ended up spending from 9AM to 4PM together. The shoot was the next day, and the day after that he was asking me out on a real date.
What can I say? He had me at his sneaky grin and "Hello, doll!"
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