A Brit a Day [#1053]

In the ten or so years that I have been consciously ogling English gentlemen, my tastes have remained pretty much the same--enough hair to run my hands through, white t-shirt under a jumper, nicely-fitted-but-not-ridiculous jeans, character lines on the face, breathtaking hands made fugitive as they are often out of sight in pockets of said jeans.

One of these days, to prove my devotion to these qualities, I'll have to post a picture of my husband, my real husband.  He's not English, but he'll do.  He most certainly will.