While at the pub with BioMom, BeCuz, Sleepless, Oreggano and MiniMe, I noticed some oncoming traffic and quickly alerted Oreggano so she could appreciate it, “Ed Hardy action to your immediate right.” Oreggano turned to her right to find he had come to a complete stop right next to her. In addition to his Ed Hardy shirt, he was donning a beanie, jeans and Moon Boots.
He was an attractive, friendly, poorly dressed drunk male and spoke with us about matters that made no sense. At one point, he started rattling off names while looking around the table at us, “Corbin, Mike, Dave, Jeff, Larry…” We’re not sure if he thought we were those people or if he felt those names were fitting for us. He and MiniMe seemed to like each other, so we all kept an eye on things to make sure nothing happened beyond the name calling.
After Oreggano and Sleepless left, Oreggano told Sleepless, “Back in the day we would have thought that guy was great. We’d have gone home and told everybody about this cool guy we met. He totally would have been our type a few years ago.”
Luckily, like wine, our taste gets better with age. It also helps that we’ve retired our beer goggles for a wine monocle, aka, the bottom of our wine glass. If we can see through the bottom of our glass, whether we’re seeing guys in Ed Hardy or our friends across the way, we’ve got a problem.