Saturday, 22 November 2014

Date Nights

Someone once told me that the only time a girl shaves above the knee is on a first date. Whether this is true for the rest of the female species or not, I find it pretty strange. The first date routine is something that we all know off by heart, and yet it still baffles me.

While I stand there in front of the mirror, applying a special kind of goopy pencil to my freshly butchered eyebrows before deciding they look absolutely no different, I nod and move on to the next step of getting ready... Which is what exactly? 

Start a blog post apparently. 

As I get older, and my dates also get considerably older, I realise that the word 'date' suddenly means more than grabbing an ice cream and holding hands or going to the cinema to sit in silence for a few hours. I actually have to think about things. 

Things like goopy eyebrow pencils and sexy/uncomfortable push up bras. Considering what connotations my decisions will give off: hair up = too formal? Hair down = too chill? Who knows... Shit, I'm going to be late! 

Cue mad panick, burning myself with hair straightners and realising I haven't thought about shoes or a jacket. Oh my god, is it raining? Because my Parker is not the best first date thing to be wearing...

4 hours, 8 rum and pepsi's, six arse grabs and an empty promise to call later, I run up my four flights of stairs and tell myself there's plenty more fish in the sea...

I've been trying to figure out how to end this post for a week now... And I've come to the conclusion it's just not possible...

I could sit here and rant about why we make ourselves pretty for a date, or why we continuously go on these dead end dates. I could even sit here and pour out my heart about how I've just gotten out of a relationship and all that jazz. All of these possibilities have been written up and deleted countless times so here's my actual conlcusion.

We date for many reasons; 
We may be determined to find the love of out lives. We might just be looking for a quick fling or someone to spoil us with food and drinks occasionally. We might even be golddiggers hoping to find Mr Very Large Trust Fund (what a name aye??).

The point is, whatever the reason we date. It's been going on for centuries and no matter how pointless it is smearing paint all over your face for a date that might not even make it to second base. We do it because we can. And that's all that matters. 

Peace Out ❤️