I love the process of getting ready for a first date. The possibilities are endless. Will we get along? Will we start dating? Is he going to kiss me? The butterflies that tend to build the closer it gets to the actual date are fantastic. Then there is the question of what to wear. You basically size up a relative stranger to decide whats appropriate. You don't want to be too fancy and make him feel bad for not dressing up enough. You also don't want to be a bum. I tend to go off of the place we are going. I judge how hot to get by where he is taking me. If we are going to Katana and then a posh bar after I will lean towards a basic dress and heels or boots. However, if it's Umami Burger followed by a wine bar then skinny jeans and some heels. If someone asks you to the movies on a first date that isn't really a good sign. Because a first date is all about getting to know the other person and seeing if you have enough in common to want to hang out again. You can't really do this while sitting next to each other looking at strangers talk on a movie screen.
This cutie from the gym that has been flirting with me finally asked me out. He first approached me after a hip hop class. The gym in Hollywood I workout at has floor to ceiling windows behind the class giving all the guys working out with weights a prime view of us shaking it. This particular class leans more towards sexy hip hop than breaker hip hop. I like both styles and I have been dancing them for a long time. I get the routines quickly and put my own flavor on them. Being asked out after this class happens to me every couple months. So this Tall hottie was super nervous when he came up to me, which I found endearing. We talk a couple more times and he gets my number. Finally he asks me if I want to catch a drink somewhere local in Hollywood. So I figure my style would be casual with heels. The date started off well enough. Good conversation he seems like a total sweetheart. He suggests one of my favorite spots the Piano Bar: Score! We are about an hour and a half in to the date when he kisses me. Okay, not ideal timing but what the hell. Then he kisses me again. Thing is his kisses were way too much, kinda aggressive. So I turn my whole body away from him to watch the band. I am looking to the left and he is sitting on my right. He grabs my head and literally turns it towards him then sticks his tongue down my throat. Whoa buddy!! I pull back and say "easy there tiger" with a smile. I decide I need a change of scenery and a weapon. Lets go play pool! That way we have an activity and I have a stick. Anyone who knows pool knows there are a few simple rules winner keeps the table and the new player has a chance to take it from him. So when our quarters are up Gym Guy is in the bathroom and I rack the balls. Upon his return he gets pretty bothered that I am playing with another guy. Me and the guy try and explain the rules to him and he doesn't really get it. He then starts to push beer down my throat. Literally pushing my drink towards me so I drink more. I say I have to work early in the morning and I need to go home. On the drive he is trying to convince me to come back to his place and watch a move. I am wondering in my head "what part of this date seemed like it was going well?" I say no thanks and he becomes a jerk. We are at a stop light a couple blocks from my place and I call him out. I say "are you really being a dick because I won't come home with you on our first date?" He says nothing. I say "alrighty than," open my car door, exit the vehicle and proceed to walk home. WOW. Who knew someone seemingly so sweet would be such a dbag?!? Another one bites the dust I guess. I have a second date with a super nice guy tonight and I couldn't be more excited. The guy is a total gentleman. I didn't know after our first date if he would be too boring for me but after the jackass from the gym a kind gentleman is all I want.
As usual I plan to report back. In the mean time- HAPPY DATING!!
Love,
VK
