The Dating Diaries & BA Star’s Glitter French Manicure

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This is a story about a man I dated for a short while who spit while he talked (often loudly about embarrassing topics like the strip club he had just frequented which he fondly dubbed “strippies,”) attempted to always tell me what to do and “shhh’d” me on the regular.

Before we went on our first date he took the time to make sure I drank alcohol. That was very important to him. I should have seen that as a huge red flag right there.

He also made it clear he did not like to date girls taller than him, he had “very high standards” regarding the way that they looked and he could not stand women that paid cash for things. I am not sure I understood any of these requisites but I was most puzzled by the last. 

This “gentleman” prided himself in informing others if they had bad or coffee breath. 

His mother often included.

He also loved to talk about the other girls he had gone on dates with, tearing down their outfits (apparently they wore house-dresses and clogs…?)

Though he claimed to only date very good looking women, he was painfully insecure about about another man stealing me away from him. Okay…

On the way to what became our last date (at a coffee shop) he said to me quietly “You’ve got this one okay?” I was a little taken aback just at the way he approached the situation but quickly agreed as I have no problem contributing. 

In fact on our previous date at a bar I had offered cash when he seemed to not 

have enough with him (he declined and charged it instead.)

At the coffee shop he proceeded to tell me I should charge this purchase and pay off the entire balance of my card at the end of the month. I gave him my best “Girl Please” look which he quickly realized meant get gone and go find a table. 

I did charge it and waved the receipt in his insidious little face and he asked “You really don’t like to be told what to do huh?” To which I answered, no. 

I asked him if he thought I was the kind of girl who made men pay for everything, always. He said I absolutely did not come off like that, also citing that I had offered to pay the night before. 

Then why did he “test” me? 

He even brought up a girl he had gone on a few dates with that never offered to pay for anything. 

On one date evidently he mistook her reaching into her purse for chap-stick for her searching for her wallet to cover their tab. 

Apparently she committed the crime of ordering an “$8 cupcake” – he said he never called her again. I am sure she was relieved.

Moral of the story, this man was a fair amount older than me and no prize (just being honest.) 

But I am open and at first thought he had a great personality. I am not here to teach an old dog any new tricks. Ain’t got time for that!

He also always had to take a bite or sip of anything I was eating or drinking which really annoyed me. He was not my boyfriend (and I am also a huge germaphobe.) 

Even my father is not allowed to drink from my straw.

All is not lost my fine friends. I received the most fantastic manicure on Friday and BA Star sent me a pot of pretty ultra-fine glitter (with base) that helped create a pseudo french mani!

Incredibly easy to use, the base is safe for skin, hair and nails!

(Tip: If applying to nails, always finish with a clear top coat to seal everything.)

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FTC Disclosure:  BA Star provided this product at no charge however the

review above is (as always) solely my honest opinion. 

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Tell me your thoughts on this dating horror story!?