- Ray! I’ve
been trying to reach you what were you doing?
- It’s 2 am! I was obviously asleep. And why the hell are you so loud? Don’t tell me you just emptied a bottle of wine!
- Yes, I was with Stephen. I answered.
I could hear Ray jumping up and down her bed with joy. She’s always been very optimistic about my relationship with him.
- Tell me now! Tell me now! I’m all ears. Did you guys fuck? She grinned.
- Oh my word! You really need to let go of that habit of dropping the “F” bomb. And NO! We did not sleep together but we sort of got intimate.
- Oh my!!! Is a good kisser? What did you guys do? Ray asked eager.
- Pretty much but I initiated everything and I’m embarrassed about my reaction. I started kissing him, it was the wine…
- Honey it’s always easy to blame the alcohol isn’t? Ray laughed. Don’t worry these things happen. You remember when I jumped in bed with Will last year after a few bottles? At least you didn’t have to do the walk of shame in the morning.
-Hahahahaha. I remember. How is he by the way? Are you guys still on a no-talking mode?
-Does it matter? She said exasperated. Will is the most complicated man ever and he needs someone as complicated as him to get through. And I can bet you I am not that woman.
- Just kiss and makeup. It sucks having to choose to who to invite to dinner parties. I love you both and I want to keep you both.
- Yawn. Let me get back to the beauty sleep you’ve just pulled me from. We will catch up on Saturday and please don’t let go of sweet Stephen, I have a feeling… Night’. Love you.
She sent me kisses and hang up.
I glanced at my phone to view any messages; there were none. Deep inside I wish I had gotten a call or message from Stephen although I didn’t deserve any after the way I left abruptly. A mixed feeling of resentment and shame took over me, I grabbed my phone and deleted his numbers that was the only way I could never get in contact with him again. Either way I wasn’t looking for love and he came at a bad time. I stepped into the shower for a few to sober up, slid into my pyjamas. Jumped into bed and shut my eyes close hoping for a better day.
- It’s 2 am! I was obviously asleep. And why the hell are you so loud? Don’t tell me you just emptied a bottle of wine!
- Yes, I was with Stephen. I answered.
I could hear Ray jumping up and down her bed with joy. She’s always been very optimistic about my relationship with him.
- Tell me now! Tell me now! I’m all ears. Did you guys fuck? She grinned.
- Oh my word! You really need to let go of that habit of dropping the “F” bomb. And NO! We did not sleep together but we sort of got intimate.
- Oh my!!! Is a good kisser? What did you guys do? Ray asked eager.
- Pretty much but I initiated everything and I’m embarrassed about my reaction. I started kissing him, it was the wine…
- Honey it’s always easy to blame the alcohol isn’t? Ray laughed. Don’t worry these things happen. You remember when I jumped in bed with Will last year after a few bottles? At least you didn’t have to do the walk of shame in the morning.
-Hahahahaha. I remember. How is he by the way? Are you guys still on a no-talking mode?
-Does it matter? She said exasperated. Will is the most complicated man ever and he needs someone as complicated as him to get through. And I can bet you I am not that woman.
- Just kiss and makeup. It sucks having to choose to who to invite to dinner parties. I love you both and I want to keep you both.
- Yawn. Let me get back to the beauty sleep you’ve just pulled me from. We will catch up on Saturday and please don’t let go of sweet Stephen, I have a feeling… Night’. Love you.
She sent me kisses and hang up.
I glanced at my phone to view any messages; there were none. Deep inside I wish I had gotten a call or message from Stephen although I didn’t deserve any after the way I left abruptly. A mixed feeling of resentment and shame took over me, I grabbed my phone and deleted his numbers that was the only way I could never get in contact with him again. Either way I wasn’t looking for love and he came at a bad time. I stepped into the shower for a few to sober up, slid into my pyjamas. Jumped into bed and shut my eyes close hoping for a better day.
***
Working for
someone was never my thing. I preferred doing things on my own and even if I did
not make 5 or 6 figures like some of my friends I still made a humble living
doing what I loved. I was a professional make-up artist and had a studio just a
few blocks from my building. I fell in
love with make up at the age of 12, I used to watch my mother apply her satin
red lipstick every day before heading off to work. Her face was never too busy
with colours, she always stuck to the basics and still does until now. Moreover
lipstick was the only make up she was allowed to wear to work. Ever since then I’ve
been collecting make up products and teaching myself the art of the make-up. I had
work for a few celebrities in the past, such as Jennifer Lopez and Regina Hall.
My biggest breakthrough was being part of the make-up team for the John
Galliano fashion show 6 years ago. I was just 23 and it felt like a dream come
true. I flew to Paris extremely nervous but still confident enough to remember what
I needed to do upon my arrival. It was mum’s friend Paula who helped with
everything by giving a few of my samples, make up charts, colour swatches to a
source close to Pat McGrath (Yes, Pat McGrath, the fabulous and most
influential makeup artist in the world), I immediately got retained and called
for an interview which went well and got me of the makeup guru’s team for that
fashion. It was beyond anything I could have ever imagined and I will forever
be grateful to God for such a wonderful opportunity. Currently, I’m working on
releasing my own makeup brand all full of nature’s good treats that I wish to
sell on the market and also use in store for my customers.
It has been about two weeks since the failed date and I finally made peace with the fact that him and I couldn’t have worked out. The tiniest bit of feeling of appreciation I felt for him on our first date had disappeared until I saw him on my way to work coming out of a café followed by a pretty lady who was affectionately holding onto his arm. I was standing right across the road, dismayed, trying to find a possible explanation for what I had seen. To avoid being noticed I stood behind the bus stop to have a closer look. Stephen opened the door for the mystery girl before getting into it himself and drove off. That explained everything, he met someone else or already had someone else that’s why he never called back, I suddenly felt angry and used. How could he just turn me on and move on to the next one? (Well I started everything and rudely left minutes after), but I still didn’t deserve to be ignored or replaced in that manner.
I took out my cell phone from my purse and sent a message to Ray, seconds after, she called:
- WHAT? No, no that’s not possible, Stephen is not that type! She said trying to be persuasive.
- Well he was with another woman and looked pretty much happy and unaware of the fact that he forgot to call me back!!! I cried, upset.
- No honey, I don’t think he just moved on like that. I’m sure there is an explanation for this and I will fix it. I have just the perfect plan. Meet me at la Salumeria at 8 o’clock tonight. Look sexy.
- But Ray….
She had already hang up. Knowing my friend quite well, I knew she was cooking up something and although I was upset about the whole Stephen situation, I needed my best friend, I needed to get over this feeling. I arrived at the studio and I was all jolly again, ladies doing what you love is the best thing that could possibly happen to you.
I left the studio earlier than usual to get ready for my date with Raina. La Salumeria was a very chic Italian restaurant downtown San Francisco so I opted for a black knee length long sleeved lace bodycon with my newest pair of Brian Atwood pumps. I turned my straight hair into wavy locks, dabbed on a lil foundation and a bright red lip. I was ready to go. I got into the car I hardly used and drove to La Salumeria.
On my arrival at the restaurant, I gave the receptionist details about booking made by Ray.
- Booking under Raina Duvall? The receptionist asked.
I nodded as the receptionist made a sign for me to follow her to my table and to my surprise, instead of finding my 30 year old insane best friend:
- Stephen! I cried mortified………
It has been about two weeks since the failed date and I finally made peace with the fact that him and I couldn’t have worked out. The tiniest bit of feeling of appreciation I felt for him on our first date had disappeared until I saw him on my way to work coming out of a café followed by a pretty lady who was affectionately holding onto his arm. I was standing right across the road, dismayed, trying to find a possible explanation for what I had seen. To avoid being noticed I stood behind the bus stop to have a closer look. Stephen opened the door for the mystery girl before getting into it himself and drove off. That explained everything, he met someone else or already had someone else that’s why he never called back, I suddenly felt angry and used. How could he just turn me on and move on to the next one? (Well I started everything and rudely left minutes after), but I still didn’t deserve to be ignored or replaced in that manner.
I took out my cell phone from my purse and sent a message to Ray, seconds after, she called:
- WHAT? No, no that’s not possible, Stephen is not that type! She said trying to be persuasive.
- Well he was with another woman and looked pretty much happy and unaware of the fact that he forgot to call me back!!! I cried, upset.
- No honey, I don’t think he just moved on like that. I’m sure there is an explanation for this and I will fix it. I have just the perfect plan. Meet me at la Salumeria at 8 o’clock tonight. Look sexy.
- But Ray….
She had already hang up. Knowing my friend quite well, I knew she was cooking up something and although I was upset about the whole Stephen situation, I needed my best friend, I needed to get over this feeling. I arrived at the studio and I was all jolly again, ladies doing what you love is the best thing that could possibly happen to you.
I left the studio earlier than usual to get ready for my date with Raina. La Salumeria was a very chic Italian restaurant downtown San Francisco so I opted for a black knee length long sleeved lace bodycon with my newest pair of Brian Atwood pumps. I turned my straight hair into wavy locks, dabbed on a lil foundation and a bright red lip. I was ready to go. I got into the car I hardly used and drove to La Salumeria.
On my arrival at the restaurant, I gave the receptionist details about booking made by Ray.
- Booking under Raina Duvall? The receptionist asked.
I nodded as the receptionist made a sign for me to follow her to my table and to my surprise, instead of finding my 30 year old insane best friend:
- Stephen! I cried mortified………
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