Looking Cool!
by Not Well Versed
It seems these days that everything is taking a little ‘extra effort’ on my part. And by that I mean, I feel like I’m working just a little harder to get ahead, it’s taking a whole lot more effort to keep a dollar in the bank, I workout tirelessly at the gym only to get seemingly same results, and now I have to put some extra effort into Looking Cool?
In my feeble attempt to have a social life, I went out with my sister to a bar that seems to attract her week in and week out. (oopsie, I think I just made my sister sound like somewhat of a lush?) I wasn’t prepared to go ‘out’ at all this particular evening. I dressed in jeans thinking we were heading to the movies, but somewhere between my driveway and the restaurant we were meeting at the plans had changed. Seems like the majority ruled we go to “Bar Louie” in Dr. Philips. I just went along with it all, not really paying mind to how under-dressed I might feel once we arrived. The place was pretty nice, thankfully not at all what one would imagine a ‘bar’ to look and feel like. (I don’t drink, so this environment goes a little against my grain). We get there, I order a water at the bar… OK, so right there I think I immediately lost a few ‘cool’ points. We stood by the bar awaiting the rest of our party to arrive and I’m looking & walking around trying very hard to blend in with all the very OVER-DRESSED women at the venue. But it was no use, I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb. I took one last sip of my water and left it at the bar and followed the girls out to the outdo
or patio area. I hurried out to avoid the drunk ‘cougar’ looking lady (who was dressed like a 21 year old party girl), and was earlier trying to pull me into the dance floor to fist-pump and do the ‘cupid shuffle’. We found a corner of the bar to hang out at, and I succumbed to the peer pressure of my girl friends and had a glass of Riesling. I babysat that glass of wine for the next hour, to where it was better suited as an accessory to class up my outfit. I took a couple of pictures with the girls, tried very hard to look interested in their conversation, and very hard NOT to notice the guys who were trying to get our attention. And before I knew it, it was all over and time to go home. At least from the pictures it might have looked like I was a regular Socialite?
Thats too funny.. I like the fact that in all reality you dont have to look cool to be cool because deep down you really are cool.. No need to try to fit in it looks like you did just fine and yes the glass of reisling gives you a look of fun written all over it.. But the truth is you really made the glass look cooler..lol.. Nice work..
I feel almost the same way these days when I’m invited out (and even more rarely – when I get to go out).
I look around and find myself secretly judging everybody – pouring scorn on the younger people, forgetting that I was in their shoes once upon a time.
Great post. Glad to know I’m not alone in feeling like I don’t really fit into that “scene”, but can do so if required…
Great post and good thoughts! I still find myself going out to the bars now and then (mainly because my husband and I still enjoy it, so why not I guess) but we have a different attitude about going than we used to back in college, that’s for sure. I think that as you get older, you realize it’s less about impressing people, and more about making sure you’re the one having a good time. Plus, I guarantee many girls who saw you wearing jeans were jealous, lol!