Anyway, travel back in time with me. To a time before grad school and laying awake at night wondering how I'm going to fund 4 more years of this... travel back with me to a simpler, gentler time, let's go back to May of 2009, shall we?
I started working at the helicopter company I currently work at three days after graduating college. It was a weird transition. I was used to sleeping three nights a week maximum and always being tweaked out from Redlines and NoDoz, and all of the sudden my time after 5 was my own. Not to mention the, oh, 1400% pay increase from the tiny part time job I had at a pizza place.
In retrospect it was glorious.
It was around this time I started my year long obsession with vintage Gunne Sax dresses. I was obsessed I tell you. Brandon knows what I'm talking about. I would email him like 5 times a day with different Gunne Sax dresses I was in love with.
If I found one I wanted, it was straight war. I would get crazy with the eBay bidding.
In fact, this dress is very near and dear to my heart because it was during the height of my Gunne obsession that I started dating Bahb. The first time I went over to his apartment he opened the door and I walked right in saying "I need to use your computer." The auction for this dress was ending, and I needed to make sure I won.
Dress: vintage Gunne Sax
Button Up: Forever 21
Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell
Bag: thrifted treasure
I'm only "face-showin'" again because I couldn't find the sunglasses I wanted to wear. They were hiding in my truck.
Note the fabulous handmade bag! I got it at a thrift store and it was love at first sight.
Close up of my wonderful bag. Don't you love when you buy something and you more or less know that it is something you will use the crap out of for years and probably always have? I can't see myself ever not being in love with this bag. Pieces like this are the reason I shop.
Anyway! I digress.
This dress is also sentimental for another reason. It is the dress I wore the first time Bahb and I kissed. As I mentioned earlier, I won this dress at his apartment and by the next time we were planning on hanging out I had already received and laundered it, so I wore it.
The whole time we were talking (and microwaving random things we found around his apartment) I was just sitting there thinking "HEY! kiss me!" I remember staying a really long time because I was working up the nerve to kiss him first. Finally I ran out of excuses for staying and really did need to be leaving and I, internally, started freaking out knowing that I had to do SOMETHING, and fast!
So he walked me to the door and I was like "fuck it" and decided to kiss him. I had never kissed anyone as tall as him (he's like 6'7) and completely missed and ended up kissing the lower left part of his chin. I was so embarrassed I just said "ok, bye!" and turned to leave. Fortunately he stopped me and we tried again, with him standing two full steps below me on the stairs.
Aren't we all delightfully and charmingly bumbling at times, especially when it comes to the earlier stages of courtship?
What's the saying? To make a complete ass of yourself is human, but to be able to laugh about it is divine? Something like that?
Happy almost Friday to anyone who sees this!