Okay, I went to Hot Topic ( thanks Susan

) and I approached this cutey with pink hair and tatts. Just my type, I don't like a prissy man, anywhoo. I decided not to tone down my usual style of dress...afterall...this is a social experiment. I wore semi modest black tank, hell, I'm lying, it was a hoochie top. Anyhoo, I wore that and my favorite pair of House of Dereon jeans. To top it off, I wore very ethnic accessories such as my jamaican flag bracelet, I was determined to keep it real with myself. I made my way to Hot Topic and focused on focusing on white guys. I threw my flirty eyes, I switched my hips ( ever so slightly, don't want to scare off the gentlemen) and.............. a big fat nothing! So, I regrouped and headed into the store. Hot Topic is one of my favorite stores anyway, but this time I entered with more on my mind than fishnets. I spotted my first target near the tees. I smiled at him.....and he smiled back politely, shit. He smiled at me as though I was a store associate, not the hot African Goddess coming to scoop him up.
Sooooooooooooo, I did what any girl would do, I called up my dearest girlfriend and asked her what the hell was I doing! She reassured me that my nervousness was natural since I was stepping outside of my comfort zone.........and then told me to stop being a punk bitch and approach the guy before the fucking mall closes.
( it was three thirty in the afternoon, smartass

)
He was still standing near the tees, so I went over their and he had a simpsons shirt in his hand. I LOVE the simpsons, homer is my baby daddy ( fuck off marge)so I told him that, no really ya'll, I looked him straight in the eyes, pointed to homer and said "you do realize that that's my baby daddy right"

I wasn't trying to come across "ghetto" ( which is used SO freakin loosely nowadays) but that's me damnit! He looked at me and started laughing so hard I thought for a sec that he was laughing at me! I realized he wasn't once he started to really look in my eyes, ya know, not looking all around my face but in my eyeballs. I'm tired of typing now, but too make a novel into a short story he took down my number once I explained to him that I was attracted to him. Yep, he couldn't believe that I was attracted to him. I said "Why not, you're a human aren't you". The flirting was awkard, and I kept noticing him looking around like he was waiting for a camera crew to jump out or something. Anywhoo, to sum it up, it was awkard, it was funny, it was even arousing. One down, nine more to go. Now, back to our regulary scheduled thread.
Miss Luscious, oh Miss Luscious, where art thou Miss Luscious. Hey, get yo ass back in here, lol!

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