My dazzling Imperials, welcome to the mushiest, most “aww” inducing post you will come across on this blog. If you do not own an amorous bone in your anatomy, please click on the ever present and looming red X in the corner of your browser. I have dedicated this drippy post to the one being that an Imperial may fully consider their equal in all aspects even if said person is not an Imperial. Today’s post will be somewhat of an advice piece on how to determine whether you have found Quello. This term being more commonly defined by the mediocre masses namely the Diary of Brigitte Jones’ crowd as “the one”. Obviously, as any self-respecting Imperial, you are to spew at the very thought of the term but on the other hand, what the word expresses is a concept which comes to the Imperial with much enchantment and approval. At many times, the Imperial may seem like a cold and callous creature but many forget that an Imperial is the fruit of perfection meaning they are capable of having all the qualities that are known to the human species. Thus, love is a very present notion in the Imperial’s emotional framework. An Imperial not being one to “whore around” has a limited quota of males and females to make their consort. Meaning, they must look for very intricate details to satisfy their imperialistic needs. I will be basing my analysis of these details on my own recently acquired Quello (shout out to Boobi). Firstly, a minimum of attraction is a must, noone wants to be doing someone that looks like Ribéry and Zahia’s illegitimate love child. Secondly, an Imperial is such a majestic piece of ass that they could not possibly match with someone who overpowers their scintillating personna. We should be able to find the perfect balance between domination and submission - yes, this is also erotically applicable. A common animosity for the mediocre masses should be a high flying subject of conversation where the Imperial and his or her Quello exchange rather petty yet superficially titillating chronicles on said mediocre masses. On the other hand, a considerable cognitive value should be present in order to stimulate each other… ahem… yes… intellectually. Social factors are also often deal makers or breakers. This is not Pretty Woman, you will not find a chav who knows how to act like a lady in front of your private school educated friends. It is important to be accustomed to one another’s circles and general views on society. To finish off this catalogue of determinants which aid the quest to amour-land, it is important to be aware of what is going on outside your nest of rapture. You have to be informed on how those around you perceive you and that primordially starts with your appearance. Being in sync with each other’s style in hopes of one day appearing on The Kooples leads to a happy and fashionable concord with one another. All these come across as dictations but in the end, human affection works in such runic ways that even an Imperial is out of reach when trying to control it… but hey, you can try.