Timing! I really disappointed my husband last night. We were a straighter-than-thou party where I had the twins totally covered up, yet still managed to have strangers approach me and praise my (new) Mock-Stripper Couture platforms. Funny how I invite this type of commentary. I stood there in my new Banana Republic Sweater Dress among the Chanel and Sapphire crowd and held my own.
I made some new friends. Among them, a recently divorced hot blond who clearly wanted to see what was under my J Crew tights. After yesterday's blog (about bringing home a random third party) I could see the wide window of opportunity for Jake & me. Just as I really considered a playful fishing line like, "Are you going to give me your number so we can make a playdate?", my daughter's classmate offered me another martini. Back to real world. This did not seem like the place to try new things.
I probably should have went for it, I think. Yes, I do think I'd like to give vanilla hunting a try. Haven't done it with a vein of seriousness. Any suggestions, friends?
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Always worth a shot! But I was out with a mixed crowd last night and all I can say is - Frustrating. Just can't be as open and expressive. Then again, if you don't try to convert a vanilla, you will never succeed :P
ReplyDeleteWuoh, hold on: a classmate of your daughter offered you a martini? That, my friend, is a come-on! I guess your game was so on that propositions and opportunities were coming to you from all directions. :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, can you clarify how she wanted to check out what was under your J Crew tights? I'm compiling lines for future references.
And, for the record, J Crew and Banana Republic are indeed hard to showcase the sexiness underneath. Therefore, kudos to anyone that still oozes that something even clothed in the designed-to-be-safe Crew/BR/Gap, etc. Cheers!
Hardasses
Hello Hardass! I know, I know, typically I reserve my "mall fashions" for the parent-teacher conferences and luncheons. I had to play it stiff for a vanilla party, so I sexed it up a bit. I think the secret is a tight sweater dress (maybe it was really a shirt?) and sky-high platforms. Oh, and you and I both know a tight sweater clinging to a "hard ass" is sexy in just about anything.
ReplyDeleteHow did I know I was being hit on? Let me put it bluntly. My dog would have been jealous to see this woman petting me. It was shameless. And flattering.