Potentially Life-Changing Survey
Err, my life, that is.
Okay guys, here's the deal. A few weeks ago, I went 80's Dancing with a group of girlfriends.
Wait, let me stop there because I have something really important to say: Ladies, if you do not have a group of girlfriends with whom you can wear neon & spandex, sweat, shimmy, laugh, gossip, and trust your life - I'm going to need you to stop reading this right now and go out and find yourself one. Seriously. It's that important.
Back to 80's Night. Considering the fact I was dressed like this (that's me in the hot pink):
one might assume that on this particular evening, I was not actively trying find my new last name.
And you would be correct. I gave myself a rare night off from the husband hunt.
So there we are, glistening in all our Richard Simmons glory, when Dead or Alive's iconic song comes on and the gentleman with the mullet and zebra spandex next to me gracefully decides to take the lyrics literally and spin me, right round, baby, right round.
It's harmless enough. But then he asks, "Are you married?"
Excuse me? What on God's green earth would make you think that?
He motions to my left hand and says, "You scare us off with that thing."
That "thing" he was referring to is my purity ring*.
Here's where my Potentially Life-Changing Survey comes in:
Does this look like a wedding band to you?
I'm honestly concerned. I've been wearing this band on my wedding finger for years without thinking twice about how it might appear to others. Now mostly this wasn't a problem because I was involved in a relationship and therefore potentially appearing betrothed was not a worry of mine. But now that I'm single, I'm trying very hard to master the delicate balance between sending off signals that inform potential suitors that I am, indeed, available...and not appearing desperate.
Clearly, I could use your help.
P.S. My best friend just informed that purity rings were okay in high school, but now that I am of marrying age, I need to switch it over to the other hand. How did I miss this memo?
P.P.S. Not to stereotype, but do guys even look at a girl's hand before approaching?
*here's my story