I’m currently having the ‘What to wear on a date with someone whom I’ve already made out with but whose name I don’t recall if in fact I ever knew it and who has already texted me nudes’ debate.
Not familiar with this sort of dilemma?
God I live a freakish life.
A pair of fingerless gloves, a necklace of bottlecaps, and a smile.
No ‘here comes trouble’ underwear?
The Santa suit. Obvs.
That wouldn’t make it seem like a creepy fetish at all, nosir!
You could switch it out for a rainbow brite costume. Then you can call him Starlite till you find out his real name and it won’t seem odd!
The innuendo about riding Starlite will also be a great conversation starter!
If I could get my hands on a rainbow brite costume on short notice, I would totally do this.
That cowlneck sweater. I like that one.
Mmm… sweater…
Ooh, good call. It’s very ‘you know I’m a little easy’ without moving into ‘hello I am a whore’ territory.
red
As long as no one sing ‘lady in red’
hmmmmm……something flitatious. maybe a snug sweater and a short skirt with tights? or something equally awesome.
Also an excellent idea!
froot loops
But that would leave froot dust in crevices, which I hear is worse than sand. 🙁
…delicious crevices?
Maybe if you like sweaty froot dust.
oh GOD do I know this problem.
Are you going to be at his place at all? Ask to use the bathroom and look through his medicine cabinet and get his name from the prescription bottles.
I shit you not, I have done that after waking up with a girl whose name I cannot remember.
/whore
hahaha who are you kidding, your whoredom didn’t end with that close tag and you know it!
great idea! this is what turns a first date into a girlfriend for some people, apparently 😉
claim you were drunk when you put his name into your phone and ask him to spell it so you can fix the extra q’s.
Under the Santa costume, wear a pirate costume.
depending on how good the photos were, you could just refer to him as “big boy” until he slips up and tells you his name or you get a look at his ID.
If not… why bother 😉
hahahaha I like you. 😀
Even just looking, you have never been open house that is beyond your budget.
And confucius say woman who fly upside down have crackup.
I like sweaters. I wrote a song about sweaters.
A Bunch Of Girls: Sweater
I’ve been in nearly the same situation. I say wear a dress and flattering leggings so he gets a good idea that he can sex you in the backseat of a car or nearest local private spot.
Actually, this is why I’m wearing a dress tonight. HAH!
This approach sounds familiar to me somehow…
OH HELL, YOU WOMEN PLAN THIS SORT OF THING!
You’re the bestest. <3
IAWTC
What a coincidence: “Petco Stinkfist” is my porn star name.
Don’t ask about the genre.
Oh yes! then in the middle of an impossibly awkward dinner, jump up, tear it off like Clark Kent, and begin talking like a pirate.
“YARR! EXPECTIN’ PRESENTS, WERE YE? WELL NO SUCH LUCK, ME BOYO! YOU’VE FALLEN INTO THE CLEVER TRAP OF CROTCHBEARD THE PIRATE! NYAR HAR HAR!”
I just want to say that I almost fell out of my chair laughing at that.
It’s such a shame I didn’t see this before I left the apartment.
*scrawling down notes for my next okcupid date*
Hmm. I’m thinking corn rows, a lycra sports bra, and daisy dukes that say “Juicy” across the back.
Well, technically, after the u,i, and c get sucked up into my buttcrack, the daisy dukes will only say ‘JY’ and I don’t know if that has the same sexy effect.
it’s a bigger sexy effect, ’cause then they spend hours trying to figure out what JY is an acronym for
Hi! Fancy meeting you here 🙂
Coolness pools I guess.
I hate it when that happens!
Go to a restaurant that may have a bit of a wait. And let him make the reservation under his name. As for the clothing options, can you really go wrong with black and puprle?
Re: Nice!
If the guy was turned off at the idea of being on a date who’d gotten a few hours head start at the bar and parked a few buicks in the theater bathroom, he wouldn’t have asked your name and gone through the kiss routine. Instead, there would have been an awkward moment, he may have said he’d talk to you again soon and found an excuse to leave as quickly as socially acceptable.
^^ this
Also, it’s quite possible he didn’t notice how bad it was. I’ve been shocked at the times I’ve been totally wasted, puking and embarrassed only to find that no one really had a clue.
Two words: Santa suit.