So this year, after a particularly bad week preceding Valentine’s
day and after a lot of pleading from one of my besties I decided to do this
ridiculous single ladies challenge. Lets just say it was a very interesting
expirence… eye opening even.
At first the challenges seemed simple enough, embarrassing but
simple and I can totally handle making a fool of myself to strangers. Don’t do
this alone kiddies its super stranger danger-y but with friends its soooo worth
it. But before I knew it the challenges morphed and I was stuck staring at my
phone and the number of 3 of my exes. What’s a girl to do when faced with
possible life altering conversations about past failed relationships…. You freak
of course and try to find any alternative to said conversations, and that my
lovelies is where great friends come in. A friend has the ability to make you
question your sanity, tell you to cheat or even to shoulder on, pull up your
big girl panties, and just rip the damn Band-Aid off. I chose the latter and
the 15 minutes it took for a response left me with stubs for nails and a severe
case of anxiety.
So lets back peddle a bit and I can explain this better.
This challenge consists of 15 steps. As many of you guessed, they are completed
by either submitting a screenshot or video clip. I got to do a mixture of the
two ^_^.
Step 1: Alright Ladies! Today is the day of love, Aphrodite,
Lady Venus didn’t see fit to bestow you with a suitable suitor so its time to
show the world that your IDGAF attitude. Hit up the nearest clothing store and
pick up the tackiest pink outfit you can put together. Don’t send us a picture,
don’t send us a video just read on for step 2.
Step 2: Wear it in public. Duh! Like you little vixens didn’t
see that coming
Step 3: Talk to a complete stranger, no laughing no jokes!
They totes can’t know that this is part of a challenge, Be serious ladies. Send
a picture….
Now for the safety of my self-respect and the identity of
this individual, I will not subject you to Tacky Tipsy’s morning in Walmart but
I will include a picture of the dreaded articles of clothing. Let’s just say
that clothing was promptly returned once the steps were completed.
Meet my tacky outfit, add knee length pink socks and my mortification
is complete.
Step 4: Buy yourself something nice, something sexy
Step 5: Buy yourself something sweet or alcoholic your gonna
need it. My advice…. Buy both.
I bought myself a new lip-gloss. I know, I know soooo risqué
(note the sarcasm my loves) but I was a tad strapped for cash and I really like
the shade of coral.
It did nice things for my complexion. Now for step 5, I bought myself Raspberry
Ghirardelli Chocolate Squares… yum. But I wish I had the foresight to buy
myself some wine cause boy oh boy did I need it after I finished Step 6.
After a particularly bad week, I had a completely
unnecessary woe is me cry fest with cookies while I asked a friend of mine what
the hell was wrong with me that I couldn’t seem to keep a relationship working…
It was depressing and totally not me but hey we all have craptastic days.
Anyway this friend of mine had this brilliant idea that I should contact some
of my exes and find out from them. I mean I know why I wasn’t happy with the
relationship and why it ended on my part but I never once thought to ask why
they felt it was over or what compelled them to do whatever it was that made me
angry or hurt.
The truth is, I didn’t want to know. Who in their right
mind, with any amount of sanity intact would consciously ask these questions that
had the potential to warp your whole view on your past relationships and maybe
just maybe make you the bad guy. Obviously, not me. So I completely disregarded
that advice, did the straight up girl thing and went on with my pity party… I’m
not a pretty crier, I should have taken this friend’s advice. Had I taken their
advice I might have been prepared for step 6.
Step 6: Contact 3 of your most recent exes. Find out why
your relationship fizzled. Send us the screen shot. We are trusting you with
this ladies so no cheating ;)
Now if you’ll just refer to the beginning of this post that
life altering conversation… yep multiply that by 3 and you have my dilemma. I
legit sat there for 40 minutes weighing the pros and cons of dropping out of
this challenge. Go through with it and possible have my heart shattered or back
out and disappoint the bestie. What a conundrum… But you all know me too well
and I could never knowingly disappoint my friend. So I followed through. For
the sake of the identity of the guys involved we will refer to them as
Scumbag and Douche Bags and Mr. Charm your pants off. (I'm so nice, aren't I)
My group message consisted of “Alright boys. Before you get
any ideas this message is solely for the purpose of a Singles Challenge. It is
not an attempt to converse with you further than the response to this question
and I will in no way be opening that door again. So lets not attempt to
revisit the past.
In your opinion… Why did our relationship end. Please lets be mature about this, lets not go with the simple answer or you dumped me or vice versa. Thanks! And Happy Valentine’s Day”
The first to respond and shatter my perfectly built mental walls was Mr. Charm your pants off. His message stated the following: "It didn't work out because you were too good. Tiff, your beautiful, you were the perfect girlfriend and that shit scared the fuck outta me. You gave me space, you didn't care if I looked at girls cause you were confident in yourself. You seemed to real to be true and men, at least me, we can handle perfection well."
See what I mean about Charm your Pants off. If he wasn’t
already snagged and part of a completely perfect couple I might have had a
complete case of lack of judgment and wrote back, set up a meet and well you get
the gist of it lol. Luckily for me, he is, she’s a doll and I would never… no
could never stoop that low.
Promptly following that was Scumbag with. “Shit happens Tiff. We were young and I wasn’t down for commitment when there were so many hot chicks around. What are you doing tonight?”
I literally sat there dumbstruck. Did this boy not know how to read and ‘what the hell’ was I thinking when I started to date this clown in the first place. I'll just file that under the 'Lack of Judgement' I spoke of earlier. So that was 2 down and 1 to go… the clock ticked and I got more antsy by the second, taking to skype to talk to a fab friend. Finally after what seemed like hours, but in reality was probably only 20 minutes I got the final response.
“Hey Tiff. Happy Valentine ’s Day. How have you been? Well
to answer your question, I was really insecure in our relationship. I think I
loved you too much and I get it that you had some issues to sort through but
you didn’t make me feel any more secure in our relationship. It was a lack of judgment
on my part and I shouldn’t have cheated on you. I don’t think I ever said
sorry. If I didn’t then I’m sorry. You were too good to me, you were like a
best friend and I really miss that. I miss having you there. I was tempted and
I gave in. You were worth fighting for, your walls were worth the struggle
cause that girl I caught glimpses of was the most amazing girl I ever met. Even
at your worst you were beautiful and caring and I fucked that all up.”
Now the only reason this gentleman was dubbed Douche Bag is
because, well he’s a cheat and he made me cry not only at the end of the
relationship but reading that. It’s safe to say I loved this guy to bits and I
was absolutely devastated. But then I got the text with the next challenge and
this one was by far the best and most hilarious of all the challenges.
Step 7: Laundry and Lace…. Just because you're home with a
pile of dirty clothes and no sizzling hot date, that doesn't mean you have to
look like a hag. Sexify yourself ladies, throw on your most flattering nightie
and clean away. Mix a drink and strike a pose. I guarantee you’ll feel super
sexy.
Now this was an absolute blast. I was scared, shitless might
I add, I live with 2 males and walking around in my nightie is a big no no but
the spectacular friend on Skype talked me through it. So with a new attitude
and spunk I don’t normally possess… I locked my door threw on my nightie,
blasted some tunes and danced around to make myself feel better. My dance of
choice was the Risky Business dance sans the glasses and socks and done to the
tune “I Hate Myself for Loving You” by the ridiculously talented Joan Jett. It
was priceless and fun and truth be told I did feel sexy once my room was clean.
My snap shot included me in a black and teal laced nightie posing provocatively with
my leg wrapped around a broom and a drink in my hand lol. It was something that
definitely will never see the light of day but it made me laugh and better yet
made my friends laugh. It instilled a confidence I didn’t know I could possess. The FedEx guy may or may not have gotten an eyeful when he surprised me at my door O_o
Step 8: Belt it out. Pick your favorite Disney love song and
belt it out. Ladies we need proof. Send us a video clip at least 20s long.
As an ode to my heartbroken ways and my absolute love for
Disney I chose. “I won’t say I’m in Love” sung by Megara in Hercules. There isn’t
much else to say about this challenge <3
Step 9: Alright Ladies, wind down, relax, and pretty
yourself up. Wait for further instructions as you hit up the town for steps
10-15. Remember that something sexy ladies… nows the time to bust that out.
...So now I kinda wish I picked something sexier than a measly tube
of lipgloss…
La Dolce Vie and all
that jazzy.
So here’s the dress I chose for the evening…
Tune in tomorrow for
my rundown on the final 5 step ;)
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