First Dates

First dates- in other words, an interview.  We dress to impress and stuff our breathing orifices with sticks of minty gums and spearamint hard candies.  We brush our cheeks with pink tones and stroke our lips a fancy tint.  We lush our lashes so that you see the depths of color in our eyes.  Our hair is straitened, curled, crimped and intertwined just right. We hang our clothes to prevent any kind of wrinkle.  Our shoes are lined up according to which ones will match better and which ones will show off our fabulous gabs. 
      We run late as usual.  Nora Jones plays in the background as we scrummage through our aphrodiciacs.  We sprits our skin with sweet poison, a scent that will flirt with your senses.  Scents that will cause your brain to want to ask questions that you probably shouldn't be asking.  We calm our nerves with a glass of wine and we giggle as the butterflies flutter in our stomachs. We change five times and do our best to respond to incoming texts from our overly excited, nosey girlfriends.  Mirrors laugh as we rehearse how we are going to greet you. 
     " So good to see you"
    " How are you tonight, good to see you"
     " I've missed you, good to see you"
      " Hey there!!  I'm obsessed with your teeth".......     okay no.
     We do some last minute cleaning up and apply our last dab of chicka cherry lipgloss.  We hang up our damp towels that once embraced our wet hair as we prepared our beautiful faces.  Deodorant becomes an important component to staying fresh under dior circumstances-  first dates!!  We lather lotions and give prettyness one last look.  Deep breaths and sucked in guts make our way downstairs to prepare our clutches. 
    Identification- check
    Money- shouldn't need it ( hehe) but.. check
   Lip gloss- double check
   Mase- check  (haha)
   Gum- check
    Roadside assistance in case he gets a flat - check (haha)
      We carefully get in our vehicles and turn on the AC to prevent any kind of perspirations.  We find the best music to rid our nervousness.  We continuously look at ourselves in the rear view mirror to check for signs of  unevenness or loose mascara resting under our eyes. 
     We arrive at our destination and we hope that you don't see us pull up.  This way we can do any last minute adjustments- wedgies, hair fly aways, leggins twisted, bra's inside out. Haha. We grasp our clutches and hope that you are as nervous as we are.  We see your vehicle parked in the front.  More deep breaths occur as we open the door. 
   Then..
     There you are.  Smiling.  Sweating alittle.  Hands in your pockets.  Wearing your cargo shorts and a polo shirt- untucked and wrinkled a bit.  Crocs slipped over your big feet.  Your tattoo peeking under your sleeves.  Your hair is spiked and ...
              ...  you smell so good.

First date desserts- cupcakes :)