Imagine a picture: a husband comes home from work, he is greeted by a beaming wife in a beautiful dress and a crystal clear cozy house. She treats him to a chic dinner, gives him a relaxing massage before going to bed, and listens enthusiastically to his stories about work, traffic jams, and a future conference. At night, any sexual pleasures of his choice. And so every day. What is it - a dream or a creepy utopia? I believe that there are different days, and I will not always be like this every day. But I know that when you come home, love and warmth will always be waiting for you.

The ideal man, for sure, will want the ideal woman to be next to him. I'm not perfect, and I'm not looking for the perfect man. It is hard not to agree only with the fact that mutual sympathy is necessary for an ideal relationship, attraction, and love invisible to the eye, without which even a fairy-tale prince will not bring personal happiness. I trust my subjective opinion, intuition, listen to the call of my heart, the only way I know what kind of man I need.