Wow!

I felt a little adventurous last night. After all, it was Saturday right in the middle of a holiday weekend.
I 've putting this outfit together for weeks. Mixing and matching with no success until I just happened to find my black "flippy" skirt I loved soooo much!
I wore my off the shoulder top which came about half way down the skirt which came half way up my thigh. The choice of shoes was easy. I have a pair of decorated shiny black flats. The outfit was a mix of black and a olive green in the top and showed adequate skin for the season.
 The big decision was my hair...sexy and wavy or conservative straight with bangs?  I have fallen back in love with the long wavy style you see in the picture at the top of the blog. It is actually cooler than my long straight hair in the summer weather. So, why not? Bring on the curls girl!
Of course this was just the beginning. I was fortunate to have had an early day at work and had time to shave my legs and get ready. No quick shave, make up and out the door.
Decisions, decisions...decisions!
First I added some of the new "bling" I bought at "Charming Charlies" and picked out my black shiny bag that matched my shoes. Fixed my nails, slipped on a few new rings and finally was ready to go!
So...20 minutes later I pulled into a surprisingly busy regular place of mine. It almost seemed surreal. Was it really me walking through the parking lot  into an upscale pub/restaurant (bare shouldered with long flowing black hair) in a short skirt. A group of two men and women were standing by the front door. One of the guys was checking me out from head to long bare legged toe. He started watching me from the time I left my car. Obviously, he was either reading me for what I was...or wasn't.
I used to tighten up or even dodge these situations whenever possible.  But last night I through my shoulders back and slowed my walk down and took my time moving past them.
They didn't say a word I could hear...lol!
As the evening rolled on, the newness of the skirt (of all  things) gave me some problems of sitting and moving. I had to be very careful when leaving the bathroom that the skirt was situated right!!!!!
Speaking of the bathroom, it was very populated last night. Never had to wait in line...but it was close.  I do know I didn't convince all the women I ran into that I was all girl.
For some reason it didn't matter at all. The only thing a few of them had on me is that they were born female. Then were the others!
The women with style. The clothes, the makeup hair and bodies were the ones I wanted to chat with. Ironically, they are the ones who don't seem to notice me at all. I don't get to play in their sandbox!
That's OK though. Those women are and always have been my motivation to be a better girl.
There just has to be a better makeup, hairstyle or outfit that will put me in their league.
Every once in awhile I get a glimpse of how it is to play there.
Settling for just a glimpse is the difficult part!