My daughter met her boyfriend of two years online; I think it was OK Cupid. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with him: smart, handsome, athletic, sweet, hip, responsible, and likes her back. (He did go to a LAC that your cab driver in Hong Kong might not recognize, but that’s not a problem for my daughter. He’s a college classmate of one of her cousins, although they weren’t friends.)
Interestingly, if I had met him IRL, I never would have thought to introduce him to my daughter – he’s way more conventional than previous boys she liked, but it turns out she likes him more than she liked them. They do share a bunch of interests, and it’s scary playing party games with them because they understand each other extremely well.
A couple of years ago, before this relationship took hold, I asked her whether she ever met people she might want to date. (She wasn’t meeting them at work or graduate school.) She essentially said that with online services, in New York City, in your mid-20s to early 30s, you could basically choose to have whatever type of social life you wanted or had time for.