Weekend Festivities
This Saturday I spent all day at a fashion show that my Aunt was featured at for her clothing; 30 other designers were there, and she managed to rack up 3 awards! 2 more than anyone else. She also sold quite a few outfits. The fashion show/walk itself was awesome. So, so many absoutely stunningly beautiful, tall amazonesses. Was actually quite interesting to see the different designs as well, and poke fun at the two nerdy DJs that were bobbing their heads while pretending to spin. Heh.
I got to meet two of the models that were my favorites (I love my aunt). One of them was Irish and fascinating to look at--I got to talk with her for like 20 minutes. She flirted, I was flattered. Hehe. She had a boyfriend though--lucky fuck! The other one I got to meet is actually a burlesque dancer at The Ritz where my Aunt and Uncle are gonna take me one of these coming weekends to see her perform. She's easily 6 foot 4 inches tall and easily the most beautiful person I've ever met eye to eye. Despite her height and beauty, the crazy thing about her was that she carried herself with such confidence and comfort in herself that it was incredibly appealing to anyone that met her. I imagine every door in the world is open to someone like her.
Easily the best part of the night though was seeing someone purchase one of my Aunt's 700 dollar outfits. She really cleaned up and made quite an impression. I also got to chat with them about the job opportunity that they are recommending me for, which is what my previous entry was all about. It pays 40k a year and I'd be working in a live theatre as a program associate. Both my Aunt and Uncle know the theatre owner personally and apparently I'm a shoo-in according to them for the position. We'll see; I doubt it's that simple.
I got to see Joe and Jamie last night, which was nice--but couldn't get a hold of Anna because her cell phone is a piece of garbage and doesn't receive half the text messages sent to it. Right now I'm headed to St. Paul to hang out with Lauren and her boyfriend.
You know, it is starting to bug me that most of the people I hang out with have significant others and I'm all alone. I'm tired of being single. I think I'm ready to start dating again.
It's crazy to think that, in a month from now, I could have my own place, an awesome, very well-paying job, and be able to pursue all my interests that have been on the shelf until I found employment.
I just can't see things working out that well. It's just not how my life has been up until this point.
Perhaps the biggest bonus to landing that job would be networking; being involved in the largest live-theatre company in the Twin Cities would get me contacts throughout MN. I would be able to likely move back and forth between theatre/non-profit entities with relative ease.
Could this really be happening?
I got to meet two of the models that were my favorites (I love my aunt). One of them was Irish and fascinating to look at--I got to talk with her for like 20 minutes. She flirted, I was flattered. Hehe. She had a boyfriend though--lucky fuck! The other one I got to meet is actually a burlesque dancer at The Ritz where my Aunt and Uncle are gonna take me one of these coming weekends to see her perform. She's easily 6 foot 4 inches tall and easily the most beautiful person I've ever met eye to eye. Despite her height and beauty, the crazy thing about her was that she carried herself with such confidence and comfort in herself that it was incredibly appealing to anyone that met her. I imagine every door in the world is open to someone like her.
Easily the best part of the night though was seeing someone purchase one of my Aunt's 700 dollar outfits. She really cleaned up and made quite an impression. I also got to chat with them about the job opportunity that they are recommending me for, which is what my previous entry was all about. It pays 40k a year and I'd be working in a live theatre as a program associate. Both my Aunt and Uncle know the theatre owner personally and apparently I'm a shoo-in according to them for the position. We'll see; I doubt it's that simple.
I got to see Joe and Jamie last night, which was nice--but couldn't get a hold of Anna because her cell phone is a piece of garbage and doesn't receive half the text messages sent to it. Right now I'm headed to St. Paul to hang out with Lauren and her boyfriend.
You know, it is starting to bug me that most of the people I hang out with have significant others and I'm all alone. I'm tired of being single. I think I'm ready to start dating again.
It's crazy to think that, in a month from now, I could have my own place, an awesome, very well-paying job, and be able to pursue all my interests that have been on the shelf until I found employment.
I just can't see things working out that well. It's just not how my life has been up until this point.
Perhaps the biggest bonus to landing that job would be networking; being involved in the largest live-theatre company in the Twin Cities would get me contacts throughout MN. I would be able to likely move back and forth between theatre/non-profit entities with relative ease.
Could this really be happening?