How is it that this man is able to be so chic and yet so unabashedly male? Even his name is gorgeous and elegant. He dresses well, but with quirky touches that tell you he doesn’t need a stylist, and he gets smart haircuts and, oh, when he wears those glasses, it just about gives me the vapors.

I bet it’d be fun and easy to throw really good dinner parties with him. You could totally trust him to go to the store, without instructions, to pick up some cheeses that you forgot to get. He’d come home with soft, medium and hard cheeses—interesting ones, too—and maybe some nice fruit compote, whereas, left to their own devices, most dudes would pick up colby jack, pepper jack and non-aged cheddar, all of them molded into exactly the same shape. Christ, you know? Gael would understand, ladies. And when the guests have all double-cheek-kissed you and tottered out the door, you can kill that last bottle of wine together and then have a good, languid romp in bed.