First BLATE Nerves!!!

After three years together, we had forgotten what first dates felt like. The nerves, excitement, extreme preoccupation with the state of our hair. Is this dress too short, or does the fact that I've covered my cleavage save me from looking too much like a ho? We didn't miss having to ask these questions.

But as we wind down the work day and prepare for our 'first BLATE (blogger date, I've been informed)' with Wegan, I can't help but be a bit nervous. Mostly excited, obviously, but there's that niggling 'What if I end up with Nandos delicious chicken in my teeth?' or 'What if my Nan's premonition of me spilling a full glass of DC over everyone with a particularly wild hand gesture, comes true?' (I was a clumsy child. Also, a clumsy adult.)

This must be what online dating feels like. You get to know someone virtually for a good few months (or days, in some of my friends' online dating experiences, but us Sprezzaturans, we take it sloooow), and then the long awaited meet in person. What if the fact that Megan likes cats and we like dogs means we are too different to be able to carry on a conversation all evening? After all, cats and dogs are fundamentally very different. Or maybe it doesn't mean anything!!

But just in case, maybe I should bring flashcards. Or would it be less noticeable if I write the topics on my arms? That is how I got caught cheating in an orchestra final in seventh grade... so I'll stick with the flashcards. If you were on a desert island and could only eat one kind of food, what would it be? (Don't say Wetherspoons, Sarah!!) What kind of music do you like? What's your sign? NO - that one hasn't been used since the 90s. What are your favourite ice-breakers or chat up lines?

You see, Sarah and I don't do a lot of double dates. We are much more used to tag-teaming people. We make a great two in a threesome. We aren't sure why most of our mutual friends are single. We're almost entirely sure it's not us though. But as a result, we are great at two on one's - as a ménage à trois, we are entirely comfortable. But a foursome? That's a whole new ball game.

How many awkward sexual references did you count in that last paragraph?

Obviously this is [almost] entirely a dramatisation. I'm not going to show up to our BLATE with flashcards, and I am sure we will all get along famously. But a first meeting, date or otherwise, is bound to come along with a few nerves. That's just part of the fun!

Laura (& Sarah) xo