Ginger or Gruntjetta, depending on the phase of the moon.
A man with whom I can let down my hair, and possibly giant chunks of moldering skin. A man that will allow me to be myself and also be a slobbering monster with a dandy pair of earrings.
I love a man who's not afraid to call me honey, or call the national guard to stop my ghoulish rampage. A man who can love me regardless of health, wealth, or just how deep my monster alter-ego is wading into the steaming entrails of my terrified victims.
A nice diner in a fancy restaurant, and then right back home to tie me to a chair before the change comes. Important note: Do not take tying me to the chair as foreplay. That would be a mistake.
Special Word from Our Lovely Lady
I'm a kind blargh, arg, kill, kill, KILL and loving woman! I love to travel argh, choke, must rend tear rend tear KILL KILL and go hiking in the mountains must KILL eat flesh KILL KILL and am a great lover of nature, I especially love watching birds blargh blargh arg me also like pretty birds.