Tuesday, September 11, 2007

First Date Dress

The funny thing about living in a city teeming with universities is that September is seen as a time of new beginnings (rather than Spring) because everyone is going back to school. But I kind of understand it. The Fall is a great time to turn over a new leaf!

That being said, I decided to try something completely new: a date! No, not the fruit, an actual date. As in, a boy calls me to make plans, we meet up and he pays for things in order to enjoy my company. It's quite old-fashioned, but I highly recommend it.

Here's how my version of a date (and everything leading up to it) went down:
First, I met a boy. At the Pill. I mosied up to him on the dancefloor, after seducing him with my eyes for a good couple of hours, and we began moving in unison.
Second, he gallantly asks me to take a break from the dancefloor with him and join him at the bar.
Third, we danced some more (without being groped - a novelty) and the night drew to a close and he asked for my phone number and gave me a hug. (Again no groping)
Fourth, he texts me less than 48 hours later to ask me to "hang out" on Monday night. I leave the activity part of the date up to him.
Fifth, this is where the shopping skills really come in handy. As we all know, I have a collection of clothes. And I've been obsessed with dresses lately. I think they've replaced skirts and tank tops as my favorite article of clothing. But what do I wear on a date with a nice boy? I need to look flirtatious, yet not easy and be comfortable but not too casual. It just so happens that I have dress that does all that. It's flirty and delicate and comfy and feisty. It is the O'Neill C'est La Vie Dress. I feel confident and cute and up for anything when I wear this dress. It shows the right amount of cleavage, accentuates a small waist and hides the damn winter bulges that I haven't been able to lose. It hits at the knee so I'm able to sit comfortably in it and cross my legs like a true lady. I've paired it with some flip flops and messy hair for cruising around Cambridge and some ankle strap sandals and body glitter for my date. I also throw a navy-colored hoodie on and a red purse and I'm good to go. I felt casual enough to hang at a bar but elegant enough to be served dinner at a restaurant.
Sixth, as to that turning over a new leaf (I was actually anticipating the kiss at the end of the night!)...well...it didn't so much happen. The kiss didn't happen until we were in my bedroom and didn't end until this morning when I had to go to work. However, I've got another date tonight and tomorrow with the same 22 year old German boy. What am I going to wear?

P.S. There are two minor things that require the slightest attention: 1. I believe I may single-handedly keeping Swell.com in business as I buy up all their dresses. 2. I'm going to beat you to the punch Laura - "Here's to you, Mrs. Robinson" is probably ringing in your head right now. :)

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