3 Dates, 1 Outfit.
Decided to save myself from date outfit nightmare by wearing same outfit on every first date (and will do the same on second dates and so on).
Well, I had 3 first dates this week… which means wearing the same outfit 3 times.
Men, for some odd reason, are enamored by black coated jeans. Maybe it’s because they look like leather and leather is “hot?” I don’t know. But a sweater with a sexy shoulder cut out and big ribbon bow on the shoulder in addition to coated black jeans is a great choice. Pair with studded ankle boots and a black beanie, you look like a glam girl straight out of a magazine.
I’ll have to make another good choice for date 2, but will most likely go with a skirt to show off my legs. Of course.
Love,
Anon
Staten Island should’ve been a clue
Decided to just go on a random Tinder date the other night. Didn’t have other plans and the guy seemed like a cutie.
Well, that’s how I ended up on a date with a Staten Island Middle School Gym Teacher.
So cute, so… Well let’s just say that he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed.
Anyway, after drinking 3 beers and not eating a single thing beforehand, it was quite easy to say I was not… Sober
We left the bar, made out in the street (great kisser, all the um… pretty ones turn out to be great kissers), then he tried to walk me home in the rain. Sadly, I had lost my umbrella at the bar that night.
Ok, I got a little drunky face and left my umbrella there. I admit it.
Anyway, I am sure at one point he tried to cover me with his jacket to which I condescendingly said something along the lines of “no, I got this.”
Boom. Independent woman makes a strong showing.
Then he proceeded to follow me a bit before we made out on the sidewalk, I told him that I was bad news and he was bad news and then left him there and ran away.
He messaged me that he was hurt I left him. I told him I was a jerk. He said he was thinking about why he was bad news. I said, he never had a chance. He said “you blew it” and I managed to say
Honey, I blow a lot of things, but I did not blow that 😉
Wow, I don’t know where I get these lines but I’m a little too proud of that one.
Goodnight Staten Island. Farewell.
The Creeper Return of BRG
I hate to pity someone, but I really pity BRG.
Although I cut him off, I’ve been contacted by him, now, on two separate occasions.
The first time, it was a week after I broke it off with him. He was at a bar near my apartment and texted me to say that he was down the street. I’m not sure what his goal was, but I ignored it.
This time was far more creepy. I received a Facebook message form him telling me that he had lost my phone number, and was “fb-stalking” me and asked me how life was.
Why? Why would he even do this!? We went on FOUR dates, over THREE months ago. How strange is it to get stuck on someone to the point that you reach out again.
Strangely, this is not the first time this has happened to me. I don’t know what it is with men and coming back to me. But if I tell you to go away, can you please just go away?
Love, Anon.
Love, Anonymous 