Tousle me perfect

So date night… sounded like a dream come true, a gorgeous personable man asked to cook me dinner. While I opted to skip cutting the grass so I could have adequate time to look effortlessly chic for my dinner date. I antagonized over what to wear- to look chic and comfortable without looking overdone or (horror of horrors) underdone. With my hair perfectly tousled- Thank you Herbal Essence for the new tousled collection!

With the puppy neglected (yes I shortened his walk to have time to shave my legs!), the grass overgrown, and the hair, make-up and outfit all prefect I headed over for my dinner date. I rocked out to my cheesy hip hop on the way over and as I waited for him to buzz me in I actually had butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. The first thing that hit me when he opened the door was not the delicious smell of food or awe of his handsomeness…it was the fact that he was in work-out attire. Now don’t get me wrong- there is something extremely sexy about tear-away pants but I am talking sweaty gross mesh shorts and gross tee-shirt with the sleeves cut off… and he was sweaty! So I am thinking he must have really worked hard on dinner. Oh my mistake! There was take out from the grocery- at least it was the swanky deli one not the Food Kitty.

I decided to plow forward and overlook it all, after all he did have an amazingly charismatic spirit- and yes we had a great time talking about everything from natural disasters and politics to future hopes and dreams. So I was thrilled when he suggested that we go out for a cocktail and keep the night going for awhile longer.
My handsome date poured me a glass of wine and turned on the TV for me and said he was just going to hop in the shower quickly… and there it was- the Red Flag that smacked me in the face. After 45 minutes and not a sight or even a sound of him- I decided it was time to be a bit forward and wander back into his bedroom and see what was going on. 45 minutes and he was wearing only a towel- I am not complaining- it was a lovely sight but seriously what kind of guy takes 45 minutes to shower?? Since it is summer time and there is nothing on television he asked me to stay and keep him company while he got ready. And yes we were talking and having a good time but it was another whole hour before he was satisfied with his outfit and had every hair perfectly tousled – and this time it wasn’t thanks to Herbal Essence- he literally placed his hair into the right place!!! So with all the primping finally done we headed down the elevator to go out and it was raining- guess who couldn’t get his hair wet?

So I thanked him for the lovely evening and headed home before another Flag could hit me in the face.