So, I went on a date last night. It wasn’t the first one I’ve been asked on, but it was the first time I decided to say yes. Probably because despite my drunken warnings about all my emotional baggage (met him when I was out Sunday night with Dani), he still sent me a text at 9 am the next morning asking to meet up for drinks. Guys, it was my first date in 5 years. The last time I went on a date I was 22 and didn’t give a shit about anything. In fact, I showed up with my hair in a ponytail and a Yankees t-shirt on (it was September, there were playoff implications). However, we dated for two-years after that so I guess it worked for me?
Anyway, so I went, and it was good. Fun even. I laughed, made some jokes, he mostly got my sarcasm, and dry sense of humor. After a five-year hiatus from the scene, this was my first outfit back. A step up from jean shorts and a Yankees t-shirt I suppose.
Flowy, sheer white tank- Dani’s closet
Favorite 7 jeans of all time
Yurman on the right wrist, Michael Kors on the left
Hair in desperate need of a highlight and trim
My long weekend leading up to yesterday was lots of fun as well. Dani and I went out on Friday night and ended up drinking a lot more than I think we meant to. There were shots, and beers, and mojitos (ok I just gagged again) haha, and dancing. Oh lord was there dancing.
Needless to say, I spent all of Saturday in bed. Whatever, there was an extra day to go out and recover. The aforementioned Sunday night, was much more low-key, and lacking in shots but still fun. Now, it’s Wednesday already (which is awesome) and the NFL makes its glorious return tonight! I’m hoping my fantasy team has a good showing this year, last year we sorta fell from grace.
So, happy Wednesday. Any dating tips for me? I’m seriously inexperienced in this matter.