Of late, I have been buying going out clothes. When I say "going-out" I mean "going out on a date" clothes. It's sad because I haven't been on a date in forever, so I really don't know why I am wasting precious money on those clothes. The only reason I got spurred on this is the Xmas shopping, sometimes you see an outfit and it is not fitting for work, and it is good for church but maybe a little too sexy for that as well, and when you try it on, you look so damn fine in it, that the first thing I think of is, this is the outfit I'll wear when he asks me out, like a second date outfit. I don't know what's wrong with me. The last time I got asked out on something remotely resembling a date was when a friend of a friend asked me to meet him at a night club. I know -remotely resembling a date.
On the other hand I save the receipt for these purchases so that when they gather enough dust in the closet and still no date has occurred, I just go on ahead and return them and know that at least I tried.
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