Cyrsti's Condo "Blast from the Past"
I have to tell you all, I have had one heck of a time sitting down and writing any sort of what I consider would be a relevant blog post. So, what's a girl to do? Bring out and dust off one of my archive posts.
This experience took place over five years ago and involved a couple bartenders in one of the sports bars I went to on a regular basis (maybe too regular-but that's another story!) At any rate, they tried for a couple weeks to get me to meet them at another place for drinks some night. I figured they were just being nice because they thought I was lonely, and while a portion of that was true-I was actually testing the waters of existing in a feminine world. So finally I said yes.
The venue we went to was a very upscale bar and food place and they were going to meet others of course. I was scared to death because in those days I would change wigs and looks three times a week. Just what would I wear?
Finally I choose a long black skirt with a very provocative slit. What I did was partially secure it with a huge decorative safety pin.
In those days, I couldn't go hairless on my arms and it was summer time so I wore an off the shoulder top not unlike you see here.
I did wear a dark wig, but not this one-but again close.
I found out quickly though, all my worry and prep work could not get me out of a solid third place with the other attractive 20 somethings I was with.
I learned what was to be invisible.
Fortunately, I was able to excuse myself fairly quickly as everyone was immersed in the flirting ritual. Which was OK with me.
By the way, I still have that black skirt in my closet and I think it will look real good with a black tank top - belted off this summer. I plan on saving my Shekels to join Liz for a pedi and the skirt should work well with a sharp pair of sandals.
Age appropriate to be sure-or is that age appropriate to the other women I'm with?
This experience took place over five years ago and involved a couple bartenders in one of the sports bars I went to on a regular basis (maybe too regular-but that's another story!) At any rate, they tried for a couple weeks to get me to meet them at another place for drinks some night. I figured they were just being nice because they thought I was lonely, and while a portion of that was true-I was actually testing the waters of existing in a feminine world. So finally I said yes.
The venue we went to was a very upscale bar and food place and they were going to meet others of course. I was scared to death because in those days I would change wigs and looks three times a week. Just what would I wear?
Finally I choose a long black skirt with a very provocative slit. What I did was partially secure it with a huge decorative safety pin. In those days, I couldn't go hairless on my arms and it was summer time so I wore an off the shoulder top not unlike you see here.
I did wear a dark wig, but not this one-but again close.
I found out quickly though, all my worry and prep work could not get me out of a solid third place with the other attractive 20 somethings I was with.
I learned what was to be invisible.
Fortunately, I was able to excuse myself fairly quickly as everyone was immersed in the flirting ritual. Which was OK with me.
By the way, I still have that black skirt in my closet and I think it will look real good with a black tank top - belted off this summer. I plan on saving my Shekels to join Liz for a pedi and the skirt should work well with a sharp pair of sandals.
Age appropriate to be sure-or is that age appropriate to the other women I'm with?
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