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My mind flashed to my Mick Jagger meets Louis XIV decorated apartment.
I had paged through issue after issue of magazine, created mood boards and shopped at countless stores to achieve the look.
I’d rather dive into the deep end than ease in the shallow side. My dark hair was wavy and flowing in the wind while a beam of sunlight shone across the picture. Even if he never got around to drawing that portrait, he would certainly have a reminder of why he should come to NYC.“It’s beautiful,” he said of the photo of me sitting next to a vintage green Cadillac in Daisy Dukes. I got it after she passed.”I had noticed it; it was creepy. I had established that he was interested in the first two. As someone swindled cab drivers in Cannes, moved to Ireland on a whim, and decided to go to surf camp even though I can’t swim, I found his lack of enthusiasm for travel a bit disconcerting.
Even if I drown.he next morning, he texted me as I made my way to the airport. I imagined myself as Kate Winslet and him as Leonardo Di Caprio in the tragic lovers in the movie Like those characters, our love was instant and intense, and thankfully unlike them, we would not die in an arctic grave. I thought it was one of those tattoos you get on a dare. Or one of the paintings from where the eyes follow you.“I did see it. She’s beautiful.” It was the kind of response you gave when a friend asked you if they looked fat. If I think GNR is a godsend and your favorite band is Maroon 5 it will never work. It’s like living through the eighties and never trying coke.
I sat down next to one of the men and gave him a quick once-over from the corner of my eye.
The sleeves of his button-down blue shirt were rolled up, revealing tattooed arms. I generally tried to avoid staring at a man’s tattoos the way a man tries to avoid staring at a woman’s chest.
The place was empty aside from two guys seated at the bar.I had an antique 18th-century French settee for Christ’s sake!Sure it was only 5 on Craigslist due to some damage by a cat, but I still had a predilection for the finer things in life.It almost seemed like a sales pitch delivered way too soon, like a used car dealer desperate to clinch the deal.After we got off the phone, I did what every modern woman does when she’s met the man of her dreams: I googled him. I loved the probability of our fantastical love, but now he was taking it too far. They were so exuberant and full of life, without the dark experience to know that sometimes that sort of intense love just doesn’t work out.
Ever find yourself missing a guy—I mean strongly noticing his absence and wishing he was there—after only a few dates? Travel time When you fall for someone, you instantly want to vacation with them.