Dear Diary,
Oh my, what is a girl to do? I simply can’t decide what on earth to wear. I’m so very excited about tonight’s date with my new beau, Jeremy. I met him last Saturday at the Winkle Club, after I had sung my final number. The Chicos del Liso Band played a shockingly up beat session that prompted a party of lively RAF boys to sweep many an unsuspecting girl onto the dance floor. Whilst sitting pretty, sipping a dry martini at the cocktail bar, a dashing fellow sporting a topper moustache gallantly escorted me to the dance floor and showed me his special moves. I was enthralled to learn that Jeremy is an RAF pilot and I must say that he certainly has earned his wings!
I have to be ready by 7pm sharp because when Jeremy comes to pick me up in his Morgan convertible, he doesn’t like to hang a round. He says that a quick toot on his horn means that a girl should come running. What fun! To be whisked away for an evening of Valentine’s Day wooing. I wonder where he’ll take me? I do hope that he knows about that new French Bistro that’s just opened up in the High Street, with its cosy candle lit corners. It’s simply the most divinely romantic place to dine, where a girl might just find a diamond ring surreptitiously hidden in her dessert. That’s exactly what happened to my friend Grace, when darling Cupid fired his arrow in her direction last Valentine’s Day. Her intended certainly didn’t bargain for a sudden shower of Crème de Menthe in the face, completely ruining his white dinner jacket with pale green spot stains. The poor girl nearly choked to death because the silly fellow hadn’t warned her about the engagement ring strategically hidden within her aperitif. (Note to self; make sure to double-check anything before putting into mouth).
Oh heavens to Betsy, I haven’t got long to get ready before Jeremy arrives and I’m still in a quandary about what to wear? Choosing the right underwear is just as important as deciding on the right dress. I simply love the Jolie set by Kiss Me Deadly – a rather seductive combination of brief, bra and suspenders. Naturally I’m going to wear black seamed stockings. I wonder if Jeremy will receive the pleasure of watching me take them off! Not on the first date mind…. Well, if I do get the chance to set alight his imagination this evening then I truly hope the poor fellow doesn’t suffer from a weak heart!
I’ve got two dresses from the boutique and both are simply gorgeous, but which one will make me positively irresistible this evening? The red Alika Circle dress is oh so very playful and frightfully fashionable, yet the Eliza & Ethan Mariah Wrap Dress with button detail is seductively scrumptious and makes me feel like a doll. Oh my goodness…could this be Jeremy’s car already? Must go….
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