My First Drag Show

You’ve always been able to pull off the most interesting and diverse dates. I love that when I tell people about all the things we do on a given weekend, they are always surprised that we still continue to this after more than a year into our relationship. This date night was my first exposure to how much fun you are and the world you would help me see.

Our first stop of the evening was The Fountain. It was packed and I loved the energy that I was feeling there. Not to mention, it had such a cool throwback vibe. We ended up sitting at the bar. You persuaded me to order the pickle soup and the Cuban. I was really skeptical about the soup because I don’t like pickles. You were convincing and I trusted your judgment. It was not what I expected at all. It was amazing and so was my sandwich. I couldn’t decided between the dreamsicle or espresso martini, but ended up going with the espresso. It turned out to be one of the best drinks I’ve ever had and I turned my friends to exactly the same order when I introduced them to The Fountain. Thanks for sharing, sweetie!

After our tummies were full with goodness, we headed off to Third Degree Factory. As soon as we got there, we saw a show of dancing and fire-breathing outside. Inside they had just started doing a demonstration of glass-blowing and the men were trying to create the biggest pumpkin they could. They explained how it had gone wrong each year and hoped that this was their year. I was really rooting for them but the pumpkin collapse in the end. I wonder if they were ever successful.

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There were a lot of pretty glass decorations and art there. I was nervous to touch anything because they were expensive. We joked about how some of the student pieces looked like private body parts. My favorite piece was the set of flowers displayed on the wall. The glass was thin and delicate and the colors were so vibrant.

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I don’t think that we had any particular plans after the glass factory, so we headed off to the Grove to find somewhere to grab drinks. You suggested going to a drag show. I’d never been and thought it was interesting, so we went. We ordered our drinks and then headed to the back room to watch the show.

I did not expect the performers to be so funny. A couple of them absolutely had me cracking up, especially the one who did the intermission skit. As far as the lip-syncing performances went, I definitely had my favorite. She was the one who I would tip the most frequently. We also ended up seeing her at the ballet show at WashU.

A man had said something to me while I was standing there watching the show. I couldn’t hear him and then he went over to you to say something. I always wondered what that was all about and had forgotten to ask later. By now, you’ve forgotten. It will always be mystery.

I had so much fun on this date. I admit that I’ve been pretty stuffy in the past and would probably not have enjoyed a drag show. I’ve never liked anything that was too out there. I’ve learned to not take everything, including myself, too seriously. I’m glad that you are able to experience this Cuc.

OOTD: Laura Conrad fuzzy cream cardigan, belted champagne lace dress, and laced boots.

Date Outfit

Our First Vietnamese Meal

After our date at Oktoberfest, I looked forward to seeing you again. I liked the fact that you initiated the dates and I let you do that for a while. After all, you are the gentleman and I’m a little old-schooled sometimes. We made plans to go to my favorite Vietnamese restaurant and I was excited to share my favorite things with you. I was also curious to see if the sparks were still there. Was it the alcohol or was it substantial?

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I ordered my usual, bun bo hue, you ordered the bun bo nuong and the banh xeo for us to share. You did that thing that you like to do and randomly picked something off the menu. I’m not sure that you enjoyed your food that much and you hardly touched the banh xeo. You were a good sport and tried the pork blood in my soup. I knew that was out of your comfort zone so I appreciated your attempt. It wasn’t as bad as you thought it sounded. That was your first introduction to real Asian food and who knew that you would become so Asian soon after? You could hardly use chopsticks back then…

Our conversations continued to get deeper and grow more substance. I think it was the first time that we really talked about your ex-wife more in depth and my ex. We talked about how we used to be when we were with them and why it didn’t work. What we learned out of it and how we’ve changed our ways with how we deal with people and relationships.

I did a lot of taking until the end and you did a lot of giving. I said I had become less selfish but you said you’d become less selfless. This conversation made me a little wary because it was the exact conversation I had with the person who I had dated on and off that year. It was the same description of his ex, same sentiments about their relationship, and the same statement of being less selfless. His history prevented us from going anywhere and I got hurt. I really didn’t want to experience the same thing again. I made a note of this in the back of my mind.

When we were parting ways in the parking lot, I told you my paranoia about being affectionate around Asian places because I never know who might know my family. They are strict, so I’ve always kept my dating life completely secret. I think that made things a little awkward but I’m glad you wanted to at least give me a hug. I felt lame about saying it after that. I think that set a precedence in our first few months because we never so much as held hands in public. It was a little weird for me because I’m on the affectionate side. Maybe even something as innocent as hand-holding coming so far down the line was a good thing. Everything in our relationship built up at a slow pace and we really got to focus on getting to know each other when it matters the most.

OOTD: Me – Flower print dress with a pink slouchy cardigan.

Our Third Date at Oktoberfest

Oktoberfest - St. LouisOn Friday, you picked me up from my house for the first time. I made sure to be ready on time given our second date. It was your first time meeting Teddy as well. Teddy usually growls at strangers when they enter the house, but he seemed to take a liking to you.

I thought you were cute in your thick cardigan sweater, scarf, and old man hat. I was in a red flannel, skinny pants, and a gray coat. The night was brisk but nice.

It was the first time I rode in your Mustang. I don’t usually care for guys with muscle cars, but you didn’t strike me as the typical stereotype. I just thought it was sexy.

I remembered you had the Groupon for us. Your coworkers or friends had teased you about using a Groupon on our date, but I thought it was smart. It’s sexy when a man knows how to find a deal, without being a cheapie.

We walked around looking for food and grabbed our large mugs of beer. It was my first time at Oktoberfest and I expected a little more culture to the
event. But it was nice walking around with you and people watching.

I think we talked more about our families on this date. You talked about your immediate family and grandparents and I the same. It seemed more intimate and personal. We ended up closing out Oktoberfest and I was feeling pretty good after two of those mugs of beer. We kept the date going and went to Whiskey Ring, which was a gem I had recently found not too long ago.

It was funny that the bartender hit on you while I was in the restroom. It was all a blur from there to your bar. The good kind. I remembered the delicious chocolate martini you made and your records. You were different and I liked your style. I was really feeling the chemistry and spark between us on this date. I had such a great time with you and had completely forgotten about our second date.
I hadn’t been out that late for a long time and I was so tired when you dropped me off. I think it was about 6am before I got home. But, it was all worth it and not too far off from my unemployed sleep schedule. You kissed me good night and I went off to bed.

Our Second Date at Ted Drewes

IMG_9233After the three day rule had passed, you texted me to see if I wanted to do something. I don’t like it when guys employ that dating rule and think there’s a lack of interest when they do that, but I wanted to stay open-minded. We decided on doing something low key by going to Ted Drewes with our dogs. Unfortunately, this was probably our worst date.

I arrived 45 mins after you because I was stuck in traffic trying to come back from the other side of the river. I had been hanging out with someone else earlier, which you had guessed but didn’t say anything at the time. It was impromptu and I felt really bad about how late I was. I had also been outside all day and felt like a mess. Still, you were sweet and compromising.

I think that’s the only time that we’ve ever really been bored together and at a loss for words. Maybe my late arrival was nagging at me and I wasn’t feeling myself. All we could talk about was our pets and the conversation was much slower in pace. Although, it was still far better than the boring guy who didn’t like dogs as previously mentioned. You brought Eli but I didn’t get a chance to bring Teddy.

I thought that was going to be our last date… Afterwards, you accidentally called me and I called then messaged you back. I was surprised that you ended up asking me to go to Oktoberfest that Friday. You told me on the first date that sometimes people have off days and you don’t want to write someone off too as a result of one bad date. I’m glad that you gave us another shot despite my horrible date performance.

Our First Date in The Grove

We agreed on having our first date at the Tiki Bar in the Grove on Thursday, October 2nd at 8pm. I came in a light pink lace-back short-sleeve sweater and jeans. You were at the bar in your striped zip-up cardigan and black Express graphic tee. I thought you were cute as expected and I liked your style. I ordered the “Zombie” and Mai Tai and we spent the hour and half there telling each other stories about us.

I told you about my trip to Europe and my travel endeavors of the year. You learned of my hitch-hiking days when I was LA and young. You talked about Montreal and we shared the same love for it. We talked about pets, food, and where we came from and who we were. We talked about our jobs or lack of. Throughout the night we also exchanged our Match stories and our dating experiences.

We headed off to Siam’s after the Tiki Bar. While we were there, I openly asked you what your impression was of our date and it was positive. You could have been just being polite.

You had work the next day, so we ended the night around 10:30pm. As we walked back to my car, we ran into a girl I was acquaintances with. Oddly enough, I’ve never ran into her before or even seen her since college, but we’ve run into her on other dates during our beginning (“when we were dating”).

You returned my question back to me and asked what I thought our date. I thought you were cute, interesting, and a good conversationalist. I think by the end of the night, you were thinking that I was a little bit crazy. Maybe not the kind of crazy like the girls you’ve dated. Here’s this girl, with hitch-hiking stories, who drove to Cincinnati for a chili dog, and who was riding around town in a doggy pee-soaked car that I sometimes sleep in. Nonetheless, you let me drive you to your car.

I concluded the night with a text to tell you I had a good time. And you did that three-day rule…