Not to be all ‘SATC’ about it, because there will be no kissing and telling, but the dating thing…is going fairly well. It’s slow and steady. It’s more like Seinfeld than anything- nothing big happens. It’s awesome.
One week, he just came over, I made dinner, we talked a lot, and that was it. And it was enough.
Ok, we did have one big spectacle date. We went to the #StreetArtbyPerrier event together, because it happened to coincide with his day off. You can see how that went here. also, I wanted to dazzle him with my ‘glamorous’ blogging career, so he doesn’t think I just sit home all day playing with makeup.
The next time we hung out, I made falafel omelets. They were so good! And cornbread muffins with golden raisins, fresh squeezed grapefruit juice, and the condiments were mango chutney and vietnamese chili garlic sauce. The salad is just iceberg lettuce, cucumbers, cherry tomatoes and feta cheese. then I quickly toasted pita bread in the frying pan and ripped it into pieces as a garnish. So tasty. that sauce? Yogurt + sour cream, with dried dill. You just let it sit for an hour before you use it. Simple.
Thus fortified, we set out for Central Park. I have noticed that I tend to co-ordinate my outfits to his. This time I went woodsy, with my fave long cardigan belted with my LL Bean signature 3/4 leather belt in guide gold. Under this I wore that blue and yellow Brooklyn tshirt that I got at rainbow, an enamel Desigual necklace, and my ugly plaid skirt that I found thrifting, and my Beautifeel oxfords- no laces. I know, It’s not sexy- but I’m not trying to be a sex symbol. I want to be liked for myself.
We were supposed to go the the Metropolitan Museum of Art, but we’re both kind of lazy, so we ended up getting to Central Park at that golden hour when everything is beautiful- but it’s too late to go to the museum. So we just wandered around talking, and looking at how amazing Central Park can be in the fall. It’s that moment when you really get how New York can be the ‘extra character’ in movies. It was magical.
Central Park was awash in tutus for some reason. We wandered from Belvedere Castle then over to Bethesda Fountain. As we walked, someone was singing opera and there was a real ballerina really dancing in actual toe shoes. Like, how? Does this happen? It was really truly like being in a rom-com. There was even a photo shoot going on- looked like bridal.
Needless to say, that date ended in a plan for another one.
He works late, and I live near his job, so at this point- since we are both sleepaholics who don’t get up til afternoon, he just camps out at my place and we go out from there. This is me painting my nails with the awesome Probelle beauty Bundle #3. 3 gorgeous nail colors and a ‘wet look’ topcoat that seals the polish perfectly. and yeah, that’s my green oasis bracelet. And this is me, after moisturizing my natural hair with Ojon Rare Blend Conditioning Shampoo. It was late, so I just wore my fave mohair sweater and jeans. A tiny little bit of gold shimmer powder from Ulta on the eyelids and a tiny hit of Mary Kay lash Love mascara, and some Origins Drink Up lip balm.
As you can see- I need a nap. but whatever, it was worth it.
I made a sort of Spanish late night dinner with black bean soup and a plate of manchego cheese stuffed medjool dates and roasted almonds with bacon bits. Why? because it’s fun to see his face when I serve up something unexpected. We’re both on the artistic people’s budget (he moved here to work in film) so being resourceful with food is a way to lessen the pressure of dating.
After talking for 5 hours, we finally fell asleep, and the next day we had ramen soup for lunch. Which is surprising easy to do. Just check out www.japanesecooking101.com. Then we took off for Manhattan for our big adventure.
As uaual, I picked up on his color scheme and ran with it. I did a blue 3/4 sleeve cableknit cardigan that I got at Marshall’s when I worked there, a white basic H&M $5 v neck tshirt, and my Life is good novella skirt. It was still hot so I wore my Cat Footwear Zosia sandals. The accessories were my Desigual paisley clutch with braided leather strap from MBFW, my Hechizo khamra clasp necklace (love), green oasis bracelet, and of course- my nerdchic Kensington Road Collection frames from glasses.com. Ready, coordinated, and off to meet rockstars.
In our usual leisurely fashion, we set out from the hinterlands of East Flatbush to go to the fabled Strand Bookstore for an in-store event. Scott Ian from Anthrax was going to be talking about his new book, I’m the Man, and there was going to be free Pork Slap pale ale. YES. This really happened. We showed up and there was just 20 minutes left, but it was an amazing 20 minutes.
Actual rare books in the Rare Book Room at the Strand Bookstore. Isn’t it wild? We were in a room with a book written by Byron and published in 1819. And then I took a photo of it with my 2014 cameraphone. Check this inscribed flyleaf- now you know that the stuff you see on The Strand Tumblr is real.
Then we spent the next hour or so rooting around for books. It took me awhile- I mean, The Barbie Doll Boom was calling my name- but I ended up getting a copy of The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot for .52. yeah, high end literature for half a buck. You have to love the Strand and New York.
This is Scott Ian, the person who made on of my favorite tracks ever- the Anthrax/Public Enemy duet of Bring the Noise. If you have some money, go buy his book- they may even have some signed copies left at the Strand (but you prob won’t get any beer).
I love dating. We’re making these incredible memories together, you know? I hope this lasts forever.
xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian
(I haven’t decided on the next post yet- so hang loose, ok?I’m still editing)