Frog Hunting: Sexy, But Not Too Sexy
I was running out the door to go to a movie before meeting another guy for drinks. I realized the tank I was wearing had an open back and figured this wasn’t the right message to send on a first date. I ran back inside to grab a change of clothes for after the movie.
My roommate astutely noticed when I arrived home later. She remarked, “Weren’t you wearing something else when you left this afternoon?”
“Yeah, yeah. I had a date and figured I shouldn’t wear my sexy shirt to the first date.”
Then it dawned on me: I was willing to wear my sexy shirt to the movies—by myself. But on date? I’m clearly new at this.
Casanova would never have made such a mistake.
Yes, I understand that I just compared my 33-years-and-never-been-kissed to Casanova, but I’m feeling super empowered and feminine right now.
Six dates in one week will do that to a woman.
At this point I realized I needed to up my date preparation game and added a regular change of clothes, deodorant, and makeup to my work bag—just in case.