Make-up your Confidence!
November 1st 2006 07:42
It's approaching 8pm and I'm dressed and ready to go out. Not quite Red-Carpet material, but give me a couple of shots of Tequila and I'll think I am. I've waxed, plucked, brushed, tanned and applied. It's my birthday and I'm going out for a drink with a few friends…obviously abandonment fears and worse-case scenario thoughts are screaming for me to go to bed instead…but I persist and have a really great night…YAY! But that's not very interesting is it…what was interesting was for the first time seeing with my own eyes, that all the people I spend time with are so different. Some got along…some went along with it…and some went way to long without a drink! I've never really been a part of the whole group of made-up bubbly females…unless I've joined on to their group (like the last dog behind the rest of the pack, still a dog, still in the group, but only just clinging on…knowing that really, I'm a stray). Most of the people at my party were guys, and the few girls I invited showed me that I am more picky with girls than guys…and I'm pretty picky when it comes to guys (Obviously not picking up the "right" kind of guys given my previous experience though). My point is that they were there for me despite their differences, away from their usual packs. I drank…a lot, I salsa'd with my ex-boyfriend as a repercussion of my undying thirst, and by the end of the night I was a year older and no-more able to hold my drink than the previous year, no more wise, no more clever, and yet surprisingly I didn't trip, I also saw appearances fade into insignificance…those people weren't there for my killer dance moves, my backless top, my hair or expertly tanned spray-back…then I sobered with running mascara, rubbed-off foundation, three pre-pimples…and yep, still no worries…better check on my friends
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