Happiest of Hump Days to y’all! I’m here today to give you a little pool/beach to night, outfit inspo. I love a look that I can take from the beach or pool to happy hour and/or dinner. Over here on the east coast…we call that “no shower happy hour”. IMO, to achieve this look, you need a killer cover up/dress that you can easily throw over your kini or one-piece. This tassel coverup/dress is adorable. First, um, the tassels..HELLO? So darn cute. I also love that the dress can be worn OTS or not. Double bonus. Next, throw on a pair of dressier flats, like my lace up sandals. Last, add a cute beach tote that can double as a purse. Throw on your sunnies and you will be happy hour ready! Who knows, maybe you’ll even score a free drink bc you’ll look so gosh darn cute. 🙂 Read on to find out about one of my past summa summatime dates. This one was one I’ll def never forget.
Dating Diaries: Episode 8
Click here to read about dates number 1-7. A little #realtalk never hurt anyone.
Ahhhh..the summer. It’s just the best. Plus, it allowed me to go on more dates in search of Prince Charming. Date number 8 was a match.com find. Y’all, sometimes those %’s of how this “supposed” date matches you…just can’t be right. I speak from experience bc I remember clearly that this guy was apparently 98% compatible with me. #supposedly #definitelynot Let’s trudge on to here how stellar of a match this guy was. The place for this date is a place I really love! Up above Philly, there is a little town called Saucon Valley. They have the cutest promenade shops and unique restaurants. I was meeting this guy at my fave place there…the Melt. If you ever are in the area, you must check it out. It has a very hip/cool vibe and has crowd of mixed ages, which is always nice. They have a DJ for later on in the night as well, who plays music from the 80s, 90s etc. (keep that tidbit tucked away for later, you’ll see why) So, date 8 and I met at the upstairs bar. Random fun fact, it just so happened that my mom’s boss and his gf happened to be there that night too. Hi Rob and Leslie!! I ordered drinks with date 8 and we got to chattin’. Y’all it was happy hour and you know those drinks are cheap at that time. So, we decided to have a second one. This was just about that time where my spidey sense kicked in. Something about this guy was off…I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We started to chit chat about our jobs and then BOOM. Mt. Vesuvius was about to start spewing lava. He went on to tell me some stuff I feel weird even typing. First, he let me know that he was sooo pumped bc he just got a new job and he was finally going to make 30,000 a year. Yep, 30K…like the whole year.?!! Is that even minimum wage? As I was letting that ginormous of a salary sink in, he then went on to ask if I thought he was handsome. Ok, #awkward. I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded. He let me know that his Dad would agree, bc his Dad thought he was a very handsome man. (quite odd to tell me that) Fast forward and the DJ starts playing a little 90s/2000s jams and date 8 let’s me know that his Dad also thought he was a really good singer. #couldthisgetanymoreweird. Spoiler alert: YES. At that point, this dude starts trying to hold my darn hand and sing to me. Like N’Sync. Boy, you ain’t no JT, so you better lock that up. We had crossed the threshhold where the bartenders had now realized we were on a first date that was going south, quick. Naturally, one of the male bartenders started to kind of hover in the area where we were. I told date 8, that we should call it a night. We were about halfway done our second drinks at that point. I asked for check and as the bartender was bringing it over, number 8 told me something I’ll never forget. He proceeded to tell me that the night didn’t need to end there. He could just come back to my house and sleep over. Last, time I checked, I didn’t invite him. (#possiblemurderer) He said it would be fine bc he’s done that a bunch of times with others girls. I politely declined and he insisted that I wasn’t understanding. He wanted me to know that I didn’t have to worry, bc he wouldn’t try to have sex with me….bc (insert: him ACTUALLY pointing repeatedly to his own crotch) “IT” didn’t work after two drinks. Oh, wow, that’s great news. #justkidding . I’m was happy to hear that his bedroom performance is nonexistent after two drinks. What a dream come true!! Just when he said that, the bartender heard and saw everything and started laughing. By accident, he knocked my wine glass and spilled it all over me. I didn’t even care, bc I needed to make like Houdini and disappear. They offered me a free drink, but there was no way I was spending a hot sec more with Captain Creepy Date. As if this couldn’t get any worse, he then complained about the 21 dollar tab. I threw down thirty bucks like I was slamming the whack-a-mole game and got to the elevator. I couldn’t even believe that this dude literally followed me Michael Myers style to my car. Every time I turned around, he was there. I got in my car, cracked my window and waved buh-bye to this trainwreck of a date. I called my mom to tell her I was safe and give her the lowdown on the horrendous night. I don’t think she ever laughed so much in her life. Wait, yes she did. Bc this wasn’t even the worst one! I was really hoping this would be the summer I met Prince Charming…but so far, I wasn’t faring so well.
Pro Dating Tip #8
No one cares to hear how awesome your dad thinks you are. Isn’t it like your mom and dad’s responsibilty to think you are awesome, even if you aren’t? Next, don’t be fooled by those darn match %’s. I mean, come on…98% with this guy. #nopetimes10 Last, if and when you have an experience like this, just have a good laugh about it and then give em’ the old N’Sync motto: #byebyebye
I’d love to hear about any of your worst dates!! Drop me a comment below if you can relate!