This was my date Thursday that I'd been putting off, forgetting about, and finallyyyyy went on after the original date I'd lined up for Thursday bailed. (PS I met the original Thursday date and he was great but there was no chemistry, sadly.)
So Wednesday morning I get a text from Cris asking if we are still on for Thursday...ummmm, I said I'd see him Thursday? OOPS. Totally forgot. Since date 1 cancelled, I said sure why not? I already mentally planned to go out so I might as well just do it. Mr. Right isn't knocking at my front door so I need to get my ass out of my bed and meet people.
Fun fact - I deleted my tinder so I have NO idea what Chris looks like...I have no idea what his last name is so I can't google him, this is surely going to be interesting...
way to go Elle.
We meet at a rooftop bar and I arrive before him. I text him where I am sitting and about 30 minutes late, he finally arrives.
I am a bit annoyed but whatever, I am already here - might as well do this damn thing and get a few drinks out of it. Plus I wore a sweatshirt, jeans and heels - so no major waste of an outfit for this one.
Turns out - he was well worth the wait. And likely worthy of a much cuter outfit.
The deets -
Stanford and Wharton grad(smarrrrt!), 35, ex-Stanford football player(YUM), 6'2, my favorite body type(bulky and strong), perfect teeth, insanely smart, super diverse background (half black, half ecuadorean) and a total go-getter.
The more he tells me, the more I like. He just moved to DC from NYC and knows hardly anyone - was tired of the NYC bump and grind and is happy to be in DC for awhile HOWEVER his long term goal is to end up back in the San Francisco area!
DING DING DING DING DING!!!!
I see NO faults.
Except that he's definitely been a player most of his life and is likely looking to marry a unicorn. (A girl who has a VS model bod with a Harvard law degree kinda thing.)
While I am smart and pretty -- I am not on that level of either... BUT I am not going to mess this up with insecurity - no way. Plus, we have all seen the ugly chicks with the mega hot husbands and we aren't THAT unevenly matched so there is hope. ;)
He gets up to use the restroom and I decide I need to as well. There is only one bathroom on the roof so as he comes out, he sees me waiting, wraps his arms around me and kisses me.
This was an amazing kiss. He is so tall and bulky, it's all just coming together. AND look at that confidence. aaaaahhhhh YES!
I get back to the table and he's grabbed the check and is paying. He says, I have to go home and do more work but I want to see you again for sure - how is next Thursday? (Guys, planning date 2 on date 1 is SUCH A WIN)
I say yes, he proceeds to kiss me again and wow, I am having all types of renewed faith.
We walk outside and he pushes me against the side of the brick building and kisses me yettttt again. This feels 3290429304830948x better than anything with Jake ever does and it's rivaling how it feels when I kiss the X factor.... a kiss really can make or break everything.
So there's that.
He texted me this morning, "how was your weekend beautiful?" and I am thrilled to see him again.
I have zero expectations.
Most of the time people will let you down so I am not getting attached.
I am just excited for a second date with a guy who doesn't totally suck. It's rare these days. If it doesn't workout, at least I know guys like this do exist in the world and that we just have to keep chugging along.
Stay tuned for...a NEW guest blogger who will be writing weekly on the trials and tribulations of dating in the sunshine state, Jake updates(aka has he professed his love yet-ps he is my date to a business function tomorrow night), maybeee an X factor update (don't hold your breath), AND round two with Cris!