Describe the man or woman of your dreams. What would he/she look like? How would he/she act? What profession would he/she have? 
Topher Webb
News Editor
Lizzie Bennett from Pride and Prejudice is the woman of my dreams. She is smart, reads books and speaks her mind. She can hold her own in a conversation with humor, wit and a touch of cutting sarcasm. Lizzie has a mind of her own and doesn’t let others dictate her life. She is not willing to sell her happiness for a fortune or a comfortable life situation. She also marries Mr. Darcy despite his lack of social skills, because underneath all that awkwardness, he is actually a good guy.
Niki Harris
Managing Editor
After careful consideration, I’ve narrowed it down to four characteristics. 1: He cannot be a Yankees fan. I’m not dramatic or anything, but I would eat my own hands before anyone that stupid. 2: He must despise the Oxford comma with the same kind of fervor that I do. Weird quirk — deal with it. 3: He cannot have “concave pectoral muscles” (that one was courtesy of my father, who knows what I want more than I do, apparently). 4: He cannot be a serial killer, even if that’s his dream job. I draw the line at murderers.
Brittany Green-Miner
Online Editor
I already have a husband, so for the safety of my marriage, it would probably be best if I don’t answer this question (I mean, obviously the answer is exactly like my husband. Except maybe not a bed hog who snores? And maybe he doesn’t make me watch the football games he wants? And maybe he always lets me be right about things, even when I’m wrong? Or maybe he totally understands why I need those new shoes? Or maybe…).
Audree Steed
Copy Editor
The man of my dreams would look like Alexander Skarsgård, have the charisma of Logan Huntzberger, the excitement of Jay Gatsby, the charm of Tristan Ludlow, the wit of Maxim de Winter, the intelligence of Lisbeth Salander, the humor of David Letterman, the passion of Mr. Rochester, the nobility of Tom Booker and the tenderness of Adam  (from “Untamed Heart”). As far as his career, all he needs to do is love it — farmer, chef, engineer — I could dig it.
 
Arash Tadjiki
Cartoonist
The woman of my dreams is like … not there. It’s almost 2014. Relationships are obsolete now. We’re college-aged persons. We need to be out there getting brolic mentally and physically. Bonding with people at this stage is a waste. Don’t make any connections in college. Don’t talk to anybody. Don’t ever participate in slacklining. Never learn the acoustic guitar. Listen to your iPod at all times. Stay singular. Stay one unit. Amass tons of money. Get power. Buy GTA V.
 
Tara Downing
Copy Editor
My dream man is a tall blond. I don’t much care what he does, but I am proud of his ambitions. He is smart and knows a lot about almost everything. Mostly we agree, but when we don’t, we have good arguments. He doesn’t just agree with me, he can hold his own. He is kind and loving with our daughters. He loves music and every stage of our lives has a soundtrack. Most importantly, he is funny. He does things I can laugh about even years later.