Proven and tested

Okay now why is it that when I go out I usually dress pretty casual. Ya know the jeans and t-shirt, nothing ever really happens, no one talks to me or notices me. But on the weekend I decided hey, I'm gonna slut it up cause fuck it I feel like it. So i put on a little teeny weeny black dress and some black high heels. And guess what? I met a very amazing straping young boy and got his number. Hmmmmm what's up with that? I guess I should be dressing more like a girl these days. Since well I have cut off my weave, so I proabably look like a little boy in my usual getup. Ode to womanhood. From this day forth I shall thank my lucky stars that I went to that godforsaken club J lounge which I usually loathe and met someone. Hahaha. My good friend Jojo said that you usually rate a place by how much action you get there. All I gotta say is I use to hate J lounge now I fuckin' love that place. Holler!!! Buahahah!!!