Love at First Sight Makes Me Nauseous as Well

I just read an article about how this newly engaged couple met. It has a few good quotes like,

"Honestly, the whole love-at-first-sight crap kind of drives me crazy, but I guess when it happens, it happens. There’s no way to get around it. Whether the cliché makes you nauseous or not, that’s the way it works.”

and

Soon, the two were engaged in a deep discussion about Fascist art, a passion of hers... Mr. Gordon told the Love Beat, “it’s nice to meet someone who isn’t talking about Impressionists or Monet. It showed such character.”

O.K. so fascist art = character, whatever. But the best, most reallistic part was that each critical point in the relationship i.e., meeting, saying I love you, gettting engaged, occurred while they were completely plastered. Liquor, the lubricant of their love.