I went on a date recently.
It’s my first date in an open relationship! This was extremely exciting. I’m still excited about it. Honestly, my first inclination was to have my boyfriend *Jihoon come over and help me pick out an outfit. If I could describe my typical “dressing for Jihoon” outfit it would be high heels, short skirt, and a bright top. I don’t have scientific data about why this is. I think the most Jihoon has ever said about an outfit of mine has been “aren’t you going to be cold?”
cold and sexy
After some thought I decided that a girl shouldn’t ask her boyfriend what to wear on her first date with some new guy, no matter how cool about it he is.
Something exciting this process for me is that I don’t really have to dress to “snag a guy.” You know what I mean. We ladies transform our bodies with heels and skirts and padded bras (sssshhh) and makeup and it’s all fine and fun and I like it, but there’s a goal.
I don’t need to snag a guy. I’m really comfortable with Jihoon in so many ways. If this man wasn’t going to like me, who cares? I’m really excited about the possibility to find someone I can like and be more sexually compatible with and yeah, I also want to hang out with him and have donuts or whatever, but do I want to bust out my brand new Ruby Woo Mac lipstick for this guy? I bought some Ivanka Trump high heels (DON’T YOU JUDGE ME, AMERICA) and they’re cute as hell but do I need to have chilly feet for this guy?
SAY NO TO TRUMP! Except these heels. ;________;
Hell no! I decided I want to wear what makes me comfortable. This is such a new thing that I’m not going to follow the old laws about how I should do it. Do I want to look like a garbage bag who go on a date? No. Do I want to spend an hour plucking my eyebrows and such when I’m looking for fun? Hell no!
actually wearing a garbage bag might be fierce
This guy *Alex and I were going to meet at a Paris Baguette for coffee. I thought, what kind of woman do I want to feel like?
I want to feel fun. I want to feel sexy. I want to feel confident. I want to feel sexy. I already said that. It’s true!
In the end, I wore some yoga pants that make my butt look good, a comfy big sweater, and a ton of mascara. I don’t know why, but mascara makes me feel sexy as hell.
~ glamour ~
Alex was 20 minutes late, which might feel like a bad omen for my first date in this stage of my life, but I didn’t mind. I did some homework and drank some coffee and felt really good in my skin. The date didn’t go anywhere. Alex was nice (when he finally got there) but neither of us were into it. I still feel great about where things are going. ^_^
And I absolutely loved dressing for me.
*not his real name
