Nerdy, curvy, jaded… but still holding out for a 90s rom-com ending

Fall is my season—the weather, the nostalgia, the Buckeyes winning (though honestly, I’m more of an “I hope both teams have fun” type when it comes to sports). I’m plus-sized, confident, intelligent in all the ways that matter (emotional and otherwise), nerdy, a little jaded, and still secretly holding out for a 90s rom-com kind of love.

About me:

Hopeless romantic who cries over fictional characters.

Big fan of The Office (and yes, I quote it too much).

Loves books, true crime, podcasts (Chelcie Lyn + Paige Ginn forever), and the dark academia vibe.

Quirks include: celebrating the smell of a new book, eating peanut butter out of the jar on bad days, and romanticizing trips to WalMart.

I’m in a long-term committed relationship, childfree by choice, and not new to this—but hoping for better luck this round. Looking for one authentic man (under 50) who’s open to real conversation, voice notes, photos, and something lasting. I’m demisexual, so attraction grows once feelings do—slow burn is the only burn I know.

Evenings are my sweet spot (early-to-bed, early-to-rise girlie here). Time zones? We’ll make it work. Bonus points if you’re a little weird in the ways I am—because life’s too short to fake it.

Think of me as the bookish rom-com lead who trips over her own shoelaces, quotes The Office at the worst time, and still believes in love—with a side of peanut butter.