You know what? Some people are just not meant to be. Take, for instance, last Friday, that awful fated day, when I was set up on a blind date with what seemed to me like a martian from Mars.
He was cute enough, a little shorter than I like, but still attractive and normal from what I could tell... that is until he opened his mouth and spent the whole 30 minutes of our date talking about the massive amounts of money he made (ew, that's just scuzzy). Then he wouldn't let me get a sentence in edgewise, and when he did ask me a question, he looked as if he had zero interest in what I had to say... at least that's what I gathered as his eyes roamed the restaurant around me and landed on the pretty cocktail waitress.
Needless to say, I won't be seeing him again, and he will most definitely NOT see me in this gorgeous paisley print mini-dress from the Neiman Marcus Single Collection. I'm saving this one for my date with Mr. George Clooney. Cause you see, I've always been more into pinstripe than gingham.
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