Perfect first date would unfortunately require living elsewhere, because we don't have the kind of place I would want to go here, but since you asked...
Picture something like Santa Monica Boulevard. I'd love for a guy to take me to a carnival/boardwalk. We'd play games, get silly on the Gravitron, and walk, and check out the view, and he can eat all the junk food he wants but he has to let me nibble a little (diabetics must forgo funnel cake ). We'd talk constantly, about a dozen different subjects. I'd win him a stuff animal at ski-ball, and he can pout a little because I didn't play the girl and let him do better than me, and I'd kiss him on the cheek to 'restore his male ego'.
At the end of the night we'd end up sitting outside, just talking about our favorite movies, books, music we listened to when we were 16, our first kiss and why we both really 'got' Say Anything. Later, he'd walk me to my door, hesitate for a second, then quickly kiss me in a way that's probably not appropriate for the first good night kiss. He'd say something to that effect to, but close with the fact that if he hadn't kissed me like that, he'd have regretted it for a very long time. And I, of course, would say I'd never have forgiven him for it myself. Then, when I got in the house, I'd found he left me a voicemail once, when he went to the restroom, telling me he was having the most amazing night, and wanted to make sure I knew in case he blew it later on.
Ok, being that I'm a writer by nature, I may have overthought this.
Actually not where I am now. I am in central florida so beach isn't that close. But back in NY was like 2 miles from the beach. The only thing I miss about NY. But there is a very pretty lake right down the road
No pressure, no guilt, no worries. Soft stolen peeks & gentle laughter. A shared snack & a stroll then a drink and some stories. Finally, the knowledge that both parties have enjoyed the day... or the night.
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Picture something like Santa Monica Boulevard. I'd love for a guy to take me to a carnival/boardwalk. We'd play games, get silly on the Gravitron, and walk, and check out the view, and he can eat all the junk food he wants but he has to let me nibble a little (diabetics must forgo funnel cake ). We'd talk constantly, about a dozen different subjects. I'd win him a stuff animal at ski-ball, and he can pout a little because I didn't play the girl and let him do better than me, and I'd kiss him on the cheek to 'restore his male ego'.
At the end of the night we'd end up sitting outside, just talking about our favorite movies, books, music we listened to when we were 16, our first kiss and why we both really 'got' Say Anything. Later, he'd walk me to my door, hesitate for a second, then quickly kiss me in a way that's probably not appropriate for the first good night kiss. He'd say something to that effect to, but close with the fact that if he hadn't kissed me like that, he'd have regretted it for a very long time. And I, of course, would say I'd never have forgiven him for it myself. Then, when I got in the house, I'd found he left me a voicemail once, when he went to the restroom, telling me he was having the most amazing night, and wanted to make sure I knew in case he blew it later on.
Ok, being that I'm a writer by nature, I may have overthought this.