I was waiting, on Saturday afternoon, for Justin to pick me up, when a man rode up on his bicycle. I smiled, because I accidentally made eye contact, and I learned in New York that if you accidentally make eye contact you need to make yourself appear confident--like you just make eye contact with everyone. Then the man stopped, and smiled back. "Do you need a new boyfriend?" He asks. I laugh, "Oh, no thank you, I'm good in that department." "Well, it didn't hurt to ask." He said, as he pedal away.
Before I could even process what had happened, Justin drove up and I got in the car.
For the first time in my entire life a stranger hit on me! Let's ignore the fact that I was standing on a street corner down town, and that he was riding his bike on the sidewalk, and that he had a neon green muscle shirt on but showing off more flab than muscles, and he was on the older side of his 40s. Let's just feel good about myself for a while.
And just for some added confidence booster, that photo is unedited. It's a bit over exposed, which helps hide some of my flaws, but even still I look pretty good.
I've been feeling pretty horribly about myself lately, which is not normal for me. And the changes I've been making don't seem to make an impact on changing what I feel bad about, so indulge my little bragging right now, and I'll be back to making those changes more drastically in a bit.
1 year ago