I mean in sense of what we believe the closest to perfection is, which differentiates according to different people. Right or wrong doesn't matter as it's the context but the extent at which we can imagine what perfect is, or how one can come about achieving it.

Perfection, though here meant as an objective attribute, can also be subjective. When one is in love or is it more appropriately described as infatuation?, you decide, the object of one's love is supreme perfection. It appears that perfection is indistinguishable from an inability to recognize flaws! They are, for all intents and purposes, identical.