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Unless you live under a rock or are clueless as to what’s the best programme on television these days, you’ll know that the new series of Mad Men has started.

Excuse me for a moment while I go all squeeeeeeeeeee.

*squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*

Anyway, watching Don Draper do his thang once again reminds me why I think he could quite possibly be my perfect man.

*sigh*

And, not because he’s perfect perfect because, let’s face it … the perfect perfect man doesn’t exist, does he? No, Don Draper is perfectly perfect because he’s not perfect. Because despite knowing all about his womanizing, chain-smoking, workaholic, drunken bad habits, he’s still …. well, … perfect.

Let’s take a closer look at his attributes shall we?

He’s hot. No matter what he’s wearing. Or doing. Or saying. He’s hot. End of.

He’s so intense which means when he’s into you and you have him all to yourself … he’s into just you … which means those blue eyes, wait … are they green? I don’t remember. Anyway, where was I? Those eyes and that look … you know the one I mean, right? That look … it’s all yours.

*swoon*

He’s smart, sexy, successful and stylish.

He’s very, very, very, very naughty.

*hmmmmmmmmmmmmm*

He’s funny with this dry wit that only I can really truly appreciate.

He’s interesting what with all his secrets and such.

And, hot.

Did I already mention that he’s hot. And, oozes a certain something.

And, that he’s broken and brooding and irresistible and needs me to take care of him which makes him just perfect.

*sigh*