Single Girl Story #2

Now for all my single girls out there, you know how exciting weddings can be. Wait…did I say exciting? I meant depressing. jk jk …You gotta look at it in a positive way. Weddings are a time to party, be with your friends, drink free booze, and dance the night away. I did just that at my good friend’s wedding this past weekend. Since I ended up going to this wedding dateless, I was happy to discover there were a LOT of hot guys at this wedding. And by hot guys… I mean 90% of them were taken so I was left with about…two. 

Let’s discuss the dancing first. The first dance of the wedding, the DJ turned down all the lights and shouted “Now, let’s start off with a couples dance!!” Well…if that isnt the most depressing way to start off a wedding for a single girl, I dont know what is. I quickly bolted to the bathroom with a friend and did shots of vodka in the stall. (Got to keep it classy)
Once the couples dance was over…I found myself glued to the dance floor. I did the electric slide, I did the dougie, I jumped in the air and danced to “SHOUT!” …I did every cliche dance possible. While dancing my booty off, hot guy #1 came up to me and we started to dance.  Everything was going perfectly until I soon realized this guy was waaaaay younger than me. This took his hotness down to about a 7 …when he could have easily been an 8.5 if he was older. Not one to rob the cradle I soon began bonding with hot guy #2. 

Bonding time went perfectly. I officially had a guy to flirt and dance with all night. Wedding = success. 

Single Girl Story #1

So I went out Friday night with a couple friends for a bday party at the Den on Sunset. I met a guy who I wasn’t super attracted to but he was decently cute.
I had ordered a fruity martini called a Starburst because the bday girl had recommended it. It was bright orange and tasted like grapefruit and vodka. As I sat down with my drink, this guy, let’s call him Jose, starts talking to me about my drink. He starts going off about how sugary it looks and how it just “cant possibly taste good”. I laughed it off and we started discussing our lives like where we live, where we’re from, and what we do for work. 

About 10 minutes went by and he asked me if I was ready for a real drink yet. Seeing an opportunity to get a free drink, I nodded and he said “Let’s go.” So off to the bar we went. 

He bought me a drink and we continued to talk and get to know one another better. As I stood there talking sports, work, and past relationships with this guy, I looked at him and did what I think every single girl does…decide if he is marriage material or not. I so badly wanted him to be…any time I can sense that a guy is into me I so badly want to be into him in return. This was my thought process:

1.) Looks – 6.5
2.) Style – 6
3.) Personality – 8
4.) Face- 6.5
5.) Potential – 3

As soon as I decide in my mind that the potential for a guy is below a 6… I completely lose interest and put him in the friend zone. I’m sure he was confused to how I went from being completely interested to politely ignoring him the rest of the night. But I’m just a firm believer in not leading anyone on or wasting my time. 🙂

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