I like guys who love themselves. Guys who don’t explain “life” or “womanhood” to me. It’s a bonus when they don’t have to be corrected in not doing so.
I always cringed when someone ask, “what kind of guys do you like” in front of other people. Someone always hits the buzzard before I do, and they get it wrong.
Specific types are constricting.
It’s like, no…that’s what YOU like, I have no part in that.