This is exactly how I felt last night. So I typed my last post in a hurry, pressed send, grabbed the new matte foundation my friend's mum brought from the US last week (which I promised I'd reserve for clients only... But it's just toooo good), patted some on my face, did a mild smokey eye, wore my f*uck-me skinny jeans, a sequin tank top, Isaac Mizrahi Sandals and jumped into the car, ready for a night of possibilities.
While I was making up my very good friend who's also an on again off again boyfriend of my very close friend called my phone to ask what my plans are. He told me he's having dinner at some hotel and asked me to come over. A nice way to start my night, I thought. I hit the road and went to join him. It was an all you can eat buffet and it's a beautiful thing that I'd had nothing but cereal all day. I descended on the variety of exotic meals but in tiny portions so that I could eat from as many platters as possible. My favourite was the giant prawns which I ate with some chopped lamb and sauce (although I suspect that was just ram meat...). Dinner ended and I went to join Sasha Bone at her cousin's, it was her daughter's 7th birthday and as the parents are quite young (early 30s) I knew I'd see other young people. Unfortunately it hadn't occured to me that being a child's party, everyone would have gone home. So I left almost immediately and made to head for the home of my friend Uche. Uche called me barely two hours ago and we'd agreed that I'd spend a part of my evening at his place since he wasn't going anywhere. I like Uche so off I went, headed in his direction. I got to his compound and asked him to come let me in, they've got about 300 fierce dogs in that compound and I like my fat legs just the way they are... Three calls and Uche hadn't picked any, then he sent me a text saying "hey, sorry I can't talk, I'm at a musical at the Muson centre". My mouth hung open, "are you freaking kidding me?" I asked no one in particular. My night suddenly looked bleak. Ok, so Uche this isn't a guilt trip but my first thought was; could I be more irrelevant to you, like you COMPLETELY forgot yah I was coming over, it didn't even occur to you when you were leaving home... Ouch!
Through all this my phone had been ringing, calls from people who wanted to take me to dinner or buy me drinks or just meet up, none I could bear to see.
I went back to the hotel where I had dinner, I noticed earlier that they had a nice looking poolside and this is where I am, typing this to post tomorrow. Lol. So I walk in all dressed up, alone and looking like someone on a sexy mission. Already a waiter has come three times to say one person or the other asked if I want
1. Fish pepper soup
I actually want none of the above. My glass of chapman (which I don't even want, but seeing as I must buy something...) is just fine.
Then a guy I saw when I came earlier whom I cannot quite figure out came to talk to me. He's wearing white pants and a sleeveless vest, he's well built, looks like a trainer but he's probably not. He approached me and more or less ordered that I relocate to his table (I guess that's what you get for getting dressed and going to a hotel alone... You must be advertising something... An invitation to treat, in legal parlance). I patiently explained that I was alone because I wanted to be alone. He lingered on and tried to start a conversation but I immediately discouraged it.
I really didn't want people thinking that's what I came here for; to be approached by strange men, I quickly rushed him away by collecting his complimentary card and promising I'll call.
And after he left a group of men came in and asked a waiter to come ask me if I need anything.
No, it's not because I look like Jocelyn Dumas or Genevieve Nnaji, it's almost certainly because I'm literally the ONLY woman here and with my party-ready sequin top and my generous size, I'm very conspicuous.
All this attention, all these calls and invitations to treats and not one from the person I really want to be with tonight.
But the night ended on a good note. I had a good long conversation with one of my TTB readers till close to midnight and then another call from a good friend, into Christmas Day. I went to bed smiling.
I'm home alone all day, not cooking or anything (seeing as it's just me, myself et moi)... Would probably go out in the evening.
What's Christmas like in your home today?
(*clears throat*. Please if there are typos and grammatical errors in this post, pardon me and pardon the general 'all over the place' nature of this post. This is one of those 'let it just be that I posted something today' posts. Haha!)