Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Will SH Get Her Groove Back?

First of all, don’t forget to post your opinion on my previous entry. It’s an important matter that needs debating.

Today was a nerve-wrecking packing day. I had to stuff in my suitcase a bride maid’s dress, a rehearsal dinner dress, a bachelorette party dress, a beach dress, classy work clothes and all the shoes required to go along with each. Needless to say I had to sit on my suitcase to close it.
On my way to Logan, I listened to how the cab driver, a warm-hearted black woman in her 50’s, married her high school sweet-heart after not having seen him for 35 years. I was so absorbed by her story that I told her I was flying Jet Blue, queued to check in and came out of my day dreaming when the lady at the counter informed me that I was flying Delta - all the way down in Terminal A. So I dragged my big suitcase, my heavy computer bag and my bag full of shoes across the airport.
Off to New York.
My PR agency has booked me for a media tour. A tour of the glamorous magazine publishers in New York. The experience consists of me hauling a huge bag full of shoes from one editor to another; bragging about how my shoes can trim and tone legs and buttocks; hopping into cabs; feeling completely unglamorous at the end of the day. If you have seen the Devil Wears Prada, you know what I mean. Then in 4 months time hopefully, these magazines will write great reviews on my wonder shoes.
A couple of days of that and I’ll be heading South to my beloved city of Charleston. Chuck-Town baby. Number 4 out of my 5 party college crew is getting married. Even number 5 has a boyfriend now. I’m totally lagging behind. I have no prospect in sight. Only my ex from a year ago still clogging my mind.
Of course, marriage is not a goal in itself. I am doing great on my own. Blablabla. I have to stop kidding myself, it’d be nice to have a man in my life. And apparently, according to 4 Weddings and a Funeral, there is no place like weddings to meet guys. (Hopefully one wedding will be enough).
So I got P-R-E-P-A-R-E-D: Manicure, pedicure, eye-brow waxing, tanning bed, self-tanning cream, 5 personal training sessions - the whole nine yard.
Boys better watch out. Swiss Hero is ready. (Except for the raccoon eye-brows. See, I got my eye-brows waxed and went to the tanning salon immediately after. I am experiencing a slight redness around the eye-brows – sexy!)

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