An awesome place I've visited:
Mt. Olympus, Rome, Vancouver, NYC.
My perfect Sunday:
Hanging out by my sister's creek and eating loads of bad-for-me foods.
The movie I've watched the most times:
The Princess Bride, Pride & Prejudice, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and The Little Mermaid
My first concert / My dream concert:
Probably Point of Grace, which is like the Christian Wilson Phillips. For a 10 year-old wannabe Christian singer, it was a dream come true.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
Wagner was a scoundrel, Verdi was a saint.
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
Are funny as hell, kinda dorky and forward-thinking (homophobia/misogyny/racial slurs are a dealbreaker.)
For me, a first date no-no is:
Wearing flip flops, texting, asking about how many kids I want.
What I would bring to show and tell:
My chihuahua-pug MiMi and a recording of Renée Fleming's performance in the Met's Thaïs.
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
All the embarrassing things that have happened to me are always good for a laugh. Most notably, the time I was mistaken for a drag queen. Sometimes I feel like a rom-com heroine. Or 30Rock's Liz Lemon.
I secretly want to be:
A burlesque dancer, a flight attendant or a missionary.
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
A circus performer, an artist, a pirate or an astronaut.
An infatuation of mine:
British writers, food and dogs.
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Procrastinate on budgeting and immediately spend too much money on pizza on Sundays and new shoes. Then I would travel. Then I would wonder where it all went.
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
I want to come home to:
Dogs. Lots of dogs.