What is the first thing that you notice about a person?

Eyes, teeth, and smile.

Eyes. I LOVE light blue eyes. A good guy friend of mine has the most gorgeous eyes you've ever seen. :eek: *sigh*

After that, it would be smile, and teeth.

Smile, teeth (busted grill? ROTFL!) eyes, hands and nails. But I guess as I matured (yeah, right) I realized that looks aren't everything. Not everyone can have an Extreme Makeover. It's a hard thing to get over, not looking at beauty. Not a day goes by that I don't look in the mirror and find an awful fault. And then I wonder if others see it too. I realized I changed when I met John. Not at all what I'd chose...too short, heavy (to me) balding, but he's the most awesome person I've ever met, with a heart as big as they come. I'm waiting for it to pop out of his chest!