This is tricky because I think there is no such thing as a perfect date and if you ask me, it’s not so much about the date but who your date is.
I am rather tempted to say a candlelit dinner of Italian cuisine under the stars, with a string quartet playing in the background and fireworks as we toast champagne, but it’s too froufrou now that I think about it.
The closest thing to a perfect first date for me would be all about free-spirited fun, filled with laughter and interesting conversation.
Kind of like spending the day at an amusement park, channeling our inner kids and free spirits, having all the fun in the world with the crazy wild rides, eating all the cotton candy and ice cream we want, just being our fun-loving selves and not minding whether we look ridiculous with our messy, wind-swept hair, then ending the day with cups of coffee and dessert at a quaint cafe talking and laughing like old friends or kindred spirits and going home like it was one of the best and most fun conversations we’ve ever had.
Winning fluffy unicorns is optional.