Forgive my inner zombie, but... Brains!
I've met very few women who weren't radiating
some type of character. Same with men. But, that can change over the course of a lifetime. A passionate train may wreck once or twice, or more, but it continues along. Passion exists even within the most stoic of us.
Rarer than that is the mentality and awareness that we all live here and now. Of all of the women I've met and liked, the ones who really stood out portrayed their intelligence in some way or another. Playing chess. Reading. Writing. Wearing clothing styles they enjoyed and getting into the
why of that enjoyment (Renaissance attire for those "born eras too late," steampunk for industrial influence, etc.). The intelligence they share doesn't even have to match my own fields: it's just got to be shared. Don't just act and do in this life; reflect, form strategies, optimize, deconstruct -- use that higher intellect!
Any time two minds can and do connect, it is beautiful
and the same goes for those involved. I'm far more likely to lose track of time in intelligent discourse than in any fashionable presence.
