First stop, what he doesn't like. Cotton candy. Who does? It's so sticky and sweetie and yucky. Look at his forlorn face when someone kind shoved this gluey junk to his face.
He likes popcorn though. Sweet/salty - whichever. He doesn't mind at all. What I like? His dangling legs. :D
Especially when he sits over the loo. Feet dangling and swinging and mouth yapping at the same time. Totally charming.
I also like it when the wind blows on his face while bubbles afloat around him. And when he reads a book in a book shop, with his lips protruding and brows furrowed, deep in concentration.
What I also like is the stuff I bought lately. Even though I have a modicum of male hormones, which often leads to being labeled as having an attitude problem the magnitude of a C-4 explosion, I do like cutesy stuff that make many puke.
If you haven't noticed, I am a big sucker for bows.
and paisleys and lil flowers and butterflies.
It's SICKENING, I know. Oh, and you should know, I'm quite plain in KL. Yep, I'm only crazy and revolting in places where the chances of meeting someone I know is close to NIL.
Forgive me. I am just a man stuck in a woman's body in a man's mind in a woman's mouth and heart.