I decided to do the right thing and update this blog today.
And what better way than to continue this story? *scratches head* Sorry lovelies, I didn't intend for it to be like this, life happens :)
You can read the part one here and the part two here
And the story continues...
"Wow, we need to go get you a nice dress, come on" she leapt for joy as she uttered the words.
I wanted to tell her that I had so many dresses to choose from but she just wasn't listening.
"Trust me, you want to make a very good impression with this dude, he is such a catch. I see how happy he makes you feel. You want to keep him glued to that body and none else, come on girl" she kept on with her bubbly self and wasn't even sure how to keep up.
Laura was such a joker but I loved her so much. She was my very good friend, I knew I could listen to her, plus, she seemed to always have her way with guys, but seriously did I really need a new dress? I couldn't understand why I had to spend money on this.
"Girl, what are you thinking of? Mehn we don't have enough time till 4. Let's hurry" She called out and continued walking very fast. I didn't even notice she had reached the gate already.
I tried to catch up with her.
And that was how the search for 'the perfect dress for my date' began.
The search seemed unending and tiring.
"Why did I listen to this girl?" I kept thinking to myself as she kept describing what she wanted, like she was the one that would wear it.
Finally, we found a dress she considered was the 'perfect weapon'.
"Girl, that dress looks like it was made for your bod, mehn. I saw Kim Kardashian on something like that. That dress is a killer" she seemed really excited as she kept twirling the dress around.
I pretended as though all she said made sense. I took the dress from her and went directly to pay for it.
"You are a very lucky girl. How come you're not even excited that we found such a dress for you? "So aren't you going to try it let's see?" she continued.
I was so tired by this time and I just kept heading to the cashier. "I'll take your word for it" I replied
I paid for it and we left. I was just happy that we finally settled on something so I could just get the hell out of there and go get some rest. But I was also careful not to convey my frustrations to Laura, it was so obvious she did everything out of sheer concern.
It was already 1.45 by the time I got home. I tried to take a quick shower and after, try to see what I'd do to my hair and make up. When I looked at the time again, it was 3.10. Jeez! I couldn't believe how many hours I had put into preparing for this date. I am pretty good at making up, my friends always commended me on that every time, why did I even need to watch youtube videos first?
And then I tried to console myself that the initial idea was to go get it done by someone else, at least this was not as bad LOL
I was beginning to get mad at myself for being so nervous. I tried the dress I and Laura picked earlier on. Looking at it again, I was too sure it wasn't what I wanted to wear for this date.
"This one looks like I'm trying to make a bold statement" I tossed it away. I picked an old dress from my closet. "Why did I even stress myself to go get a new dress?"
"Well, maybe because, this one is not exactly good for a first impression." I kept talking to myself the whole time as I was dressing up.
"Ok it isn't our first time girl so calm down, we've met before", I manged to silence all the voices in my head for a while and threw that one on.
I think I might be ready with this look.
I'm stressing, I'm definitely stressing. I better go straight ahead with adding the finishing touches and be done with this already. Why didn't he choose a walk at a nice park for a first date so I could wear a more laid back look with some sneakers that I'd be more comfortable in?
My knees were becoming weak beyond comprehension and the heels I chose to wear with the dress wasn't helping. I wear heels a lot, so why was today's walk seemingly hard? I just couldn't fathom it.
I felt a sharp bite in my stomach too. Ok that was it, I was becoming nervous. But why?
This wasn't my first date. In fact all my previous first dates had been in restaurants too, so I didn't understand why I was acting like a teenager. Perhaps, it's because I liked him a little bit more than the 4 other guys I went out with.
My phone started ringing, it was him. The sharp bite in my tummy increased. How did I even become nervous like this?
"Laura, see what you've caused", I screamed out.
...................To be continued :)
Hope you all had a beautiful start to the week?