As I have been tremendously busy with packing and getting ready to move, I have decided once again to reblog another *hilarious* (but awful) date story for you guys…
I wrote this very long ago, right when I first started blogging. And even though this happened months ago, it still goes down in infamy as one of the worst dates I have ever been on! My friends still laugh about this to this day!
Also, I would like to take a moment to thank you all for being so patient as I am so busy with this transition.
The look on my face says it all.
(This is literally a Snapchat I took to send to my friends while he was at the bar getting water, so the horror and “yuck” on my face is one hundred percent genuine. Plus you can see what I wore on this date!)
I have long given up on blogging about dating or relationships, but this story was one that was too (terribly) good for me to not tell.
This story starts on a Friday night, when your favorite sassy blogger was out and about with her friends, wearing a super cute sequined skirt and looking cute. My friends and I were walking down the street, when we walked past this bar and there was this super hot guy standing outside. He was tall, tanned, muscular, handsome…he could have been straight out of the wolf pack from Twilight! (And your girl is…
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