Reader Submission: Shotgun Wedding
This submission is from a new Manhattan friend, who’s turning out to be much more interesting (aka cra-cra) than expected. But always a good time!
So I just had this random thought and am sharing it with you because I don’t have a therapist. No response is necessary.
I’ve always had this idea that if I meet the man of my dreams that I’ll have to look no longer. Thereby, meaning no hookups or one night stands or Brazilian blow jobs. Why?…Because who would want to lose the man of their dreams. You’re supposed to search for that person until you find him and then finally breathe and ride the ride.
So the man of my dreams has blonde hair and grey eyes, a bit of a southern accent, a toned body, and a heart that can make you melt or a kitten cry. Oohhh he also has to give me a high five when I tell him I’m a bit of a psycho and ask me on a second date after that conversation. So dude. I met this guy today. Hand holding throughout the movie: check. Second date after hearing I’m psycho: check. Hand holding after the movie in east Harlem: check. Still living: check. Kissing on the streets in east Harlem: check. Made it out alive even after that: double check. No sex on the first date: check. A new respect for the upper upper east side: damn right!
The odd thing is that fantasizing about your dream guy is even hotter. I think part of the attraction in seeing a “hot” guy is that you don’t have him yet and can fantasize but once you catch him or win then the chase is over. So hmmm…does that mean well never find our Mr. Perfects.
This leaves room for thought. I mean this guy asked me to marry him and I said yes without thinking twice (true story). I’m not sure if he can afford the David Yurman ring that I want but I would have been a fool not to say yes. This proves that he may be a bit more psycho than me. However, the lesson of the day is that you can wake up in the morning without knowing how your day will turn out, meet the man of your dreams, go on a first date together, get engaged, talk about your children and what they will look like, and plan your future all by 7:30 pm. And remember, a whole movie was fit in. A damn good movie too. Only in NYC and possibly only to people as crazy as me.
Just in case you’re wondering…we have not set a date. In case you really think I’ve lost it: no I’m not really getting married but he did really ask me to marry him and I really did say yes. I hope he was joking bc I’ve seen that movie with Eddie Murphy.
