Yes guys it’s been a while but my God have I got news for you. So brace yourselves and get super comfortable. This summer was my Tinder summer. The generation that we live in right now has brought so many questions to my mind. Questions such as: ‘How the hell do you meet someone these days? ‘ ‘How do you find love but most importantly how do you KEEP love?’ If you have read my previous posts about my Tinder experiences then you would know that I was coming to the end of my tether. I literally had had enough of the sexual harrasment and downright assholes. Until something amazing happened. Something unexpected, something that made me believe in….. magic.
I asked myself where do I meet the man of my dreams? How do I meet the man of my dreams? But also when will he walk into my life? The book I purchased, remember my book? The book I believed had all the answers? This book was a guide to help me get out of my awkward comfort zone. The book stated that one must create opportunity and get out more to meet that someone. Realistically I thought to myself well firstly I don’t want to meet the man of my dreams in a nightclub or out on the town. Mostly because there’s alcohol involved. You will think he’s Prince Charming once you have those rose tinted love goggles on. Your judgement is clouded, you will laugh flirtatiously at everything he says. You will be engulfed in a love bubble where the only sound you hear is your heart beating furiously and his voice will replace the music vibrations in the room. Yes this is it…. BAM.. You wake up in the morning with a pounding headache and check your phone. It’s there and then that you groan loudly to yourself as you see the mess you have created. Primarily he’s no where near as attractive as he seemed last night. Secondly what the hell was he wearing and lastly you took embarrassing selfies with him and you have lipstick on your teeth. The last blow to this disaster is that you lent that brand new MAC lipstick to your new bestfriend that you made in the bathroom and she didn’t give it back!!! What else could make this shameful night even more disastrous? You never hear from Prince Charming again but it’s okay because your flashback reminds you of how outrageously big his nostrils were and how noisy his laugh was. A constant reminder of how you shouldn’t make judgments when you are not in the right state of mind.
So where else could I potentially meet this guy? Well college was a definite no, I don’t really attend college events and I’m not as attracted to the guys in college because they’re different to me. Skin colour aside just not my cup of tea. Tinder seemed to be my only option. Feet up in my onesie I redownloaded the app and began hunting. It was December, my hair was pink and I resembled a young lil Kim before her drastic surgery. One day in work whilst on my lunch break I received a message and it was from him. Prince Chatming found me and I wasn’t ready. It was a basic message which lead to a first date. He was funny, interesting and attentive. We did the texting thing getting to know one another. I was hesitant at first because I honestly couldn’t handle any more rejection or humiliation but my Prince Charming had something special. Our first date i was consumed with self doubt and riddled with anxiety. I had gotten off of my bus to meet him. I lit my cigarette and puffed frantically until my eyes met his. That was just it. He had me at hello.
The date was the best first date I had ever had, filled with laughter and sparks of chemistry. However my heart was heavy at the possibility of what ifs. What if he never wanted see me again? What if he just wanted one thing? From texting him prior to our first date I knew he wasn’t that kinda guy and I was right. But I’m sure you have watched dating shows where one person got a completely different vibe from their date. That awkward moment where one person says how amazing the date was while the other completely disagrees. Then you’re at home scratching your head wondering if you were watching the wrong date. Like I said my Prince Charming was special. He is special. It’s been a few months and I’m stupid happy. Happy to the point to where I have 90s rnb love songs on repeat. He made me feel magic and magic like that doesn’t come along often. I never read many fairy tales when I was a child but I grasped the concept of Prince Charming and the princess. Today? I’ve finally met my Prince Charming but most importantly together we’re writing our happily ever after. To be continued…….
Happy Dating 🙂