If you’re in the game to fall in love with somebody, I recommend falling in love with an architect. They’re born with this hyper-intuition where they instinctively understand things without having to put them into words. For example, if you’re upset at all and maybe you’re just not in the mood to show your feelings to your architect, they will probably still pick up on it. They’re just in-tune with the world (and if they love you like you love them, they’ll be in tune with you). They’re easily going see that something is “off” about you.
I’m not saying you’re dating Sherlock Holmes or anything like that. They’re not necessarily going to be suspicious and looking for clues, but it does help to produce a healthy relationship if both people express how they feel—and you can do this with your architect.
Architects of course vary in style, personality, but as a general rule, they’re smart. First off, getting into architecture school is very competitive, as is finishing the degree. An architect needs to have the imagination of a visual artist along with math and science aptitude. They’re both left and right brained which makes for fun conversation.
The aforementioned architecture school is a killer with more than 10% of architecture students dropping out of the major before their second year, and over 80% of students never actually registering as architects. Most people do not have the discipline to make it through architecture school, but if you find someone that has, you know they have the ability to be devoted to something—to have a lofty goal and see it through.
They have great style.
Architects have that look like they just finished eating ceviché in San Sebastian. And you can always tell who the architect is in the room: the unkept hair that somehow still looks perfect, drifting across their face; the casual chic, unbuttoned at the top Oxford with a Prada blazer, the thick-framed Corbu glasses. The style somehow is unnoticeable—unless you’re in love with the architect and noticing everything about them—because it’s so effortless.
They’re engaged with the world.
Architects are trained in spatial relationships, how different physical environments affect one another, and how we can use the natural world—these things that grow all around us—as usable materials to build structures to keep us safe. They’re trained to be engaged, to react. They’re like actors in that sense, but instead of responding to feelings in a moment in time, they respond to everything else. This is why they read literature, listen to opera, and love ballet. It’s not because they’re snobs. It’s because they seek to connect.
They love art.
Architecture is a high art form, so it makes sense that architects would engage in other modes: theater, film, dance, literature, etc., and they have opinions on all of these things. Even if they don’t write because they excel more at expressing themselves visually, they’ll tell you what they think of Roth, of Susan Sontag, or Woody Allen. If you asked them to go to the Whitney on a Saturday night, they’d go. And if, on the third date, you asked them to go to an Italian film at your friend’s non-profit, they’d go to that too. During the movie you’d hold hands, and when a tense moment arrived in the story with Italian lovers who have not seen each other in years, your architect would look at you ironically and say, “Tough situation.” You’ll fall a little in love with them at this moment in time.
They love nature.
Since they are innately interested in the use of space, it makes sense that they love nature. They love to notice that a certain species of tree grows in a particular place because of the way the sun hits the earth at that angle. They like to watch the relationship develop between the birds, the trees, the deer, and us. They love going to a state park for the afternoon, hiking, and bird watching. And especially, above all things, going to the beach. They like to sit back and observe. And they’ll have no trouble sharing with you everything they think.
They love Paris.
Yeah, I know, everybody loves Paris, but architects will have specific things they love about it. They’ve been to Musée Marmottan and prefer the Musée d’Orsay to the Louvre. They’ll get an AirBnb in the 19th as opposed to staying at a dumb-looking hotel on Boulevard Saint-Michel, and they love, love, love Berthillon.
They challenge you to be a better person.
They don’t do this consciously. They don’t want you to be better for selfish reasons. It’s just that when you’re around them you want to be better. Not better, like, more successful. But a more disciplined, balanced, decent and kind version of yourself. The you that you want to be.
By: David Plick