Sunday, April 15, 2007

Can you hear me now?

Growing up, I'd start collections of things. I collected keychains, stamps, anything that had to do with "Starry Night," those damn beanie babies, and even different kinds of pens and/or pencils.
I have boxes upon boxes of collections in storage.

Recently I've been collecting something a bit more.... adult. I've been collecting men's phone numbers.

Thursday evening during my poetry workshop, one of the guys in class grabbed my phone during our break and before I knew it, typed his number onto the screen and handed it back to me so i could save him as a contact.

Friday I went into the bakery I used to work at and one of the hot managers got my phone number so he could call me the next time they all went out for a drink after work.

Saturday night I was asked for my phone number by a cute guy my friend and I met whilst attending Mousetrap at the Black Cat. I consider this a part of my collection because while I didn't get his phone number, I will soon have it when he calls me back.

I think this is a good time to pimp out Mousetrap. Last night I decided to go pure hipster and wore a tight black pinstripe skirt, a black scoop neck top and some red 4 inch heels with white polka dots on them. I also decided to try out some red lipstick. My friend and usual Mousetrap co-goer decided to wear a short bright red dress and black shoes. It could have been the fact that we kind of matched, but I also believe it was the fact that we were naturally hott, but the entire night we were inundated with stares/accidental touches/conversations with everyone.
Mousetrap is the perfect place to meet people. There is no right way to dance to the type of music they play, so even if you suck at rhythm, chances are you aren't the only one. One of the most recent requirements for attending Mousetrap is the ability to clap. We started numerous clapathons throughout the course of the evening and we even decided to one day "go pro" with our "A-clap-ella" routine.

It's the second Saturday of every month. If you're lucky, maybe you'll run into one of us if you decide to go ;-)


Beatrix Kiddo said...

I love the times when you go out and you just know you look hot. You don't need all those guys telling you, you just know. And the best part is having that sexy confidence to go with it.

Chuckles said...

How many Belle & Sebastian songs did they play?

Princess Extraordinaire said...

Of course it's because you're nauturally hot! Gotta love being female!

NotCharlotte said...

Beatrix: yeah, it was a nice change from my usual... well wait I usually feel like that so nevermind ;-)

chuckles: quite a few. The music was really, really good this time. You'll just have to suck it up and make sure you come next time.

Princess: i'm in no way a feminist, but being a woman certainly has it's perks. :-)

The Diva's Thoughts said...

Sounds like you had a fabulous time.

Orhan Kahn said...

The Mousetrap sounds like a whole lot of fun!

Virginia Belle said...


i seriously don't even remember the last time someone asked for my phone number. i always hear, "you're so pretty, i can't believe you don't have a boyfriend!" or "you are funny/smart/cool! why don't you have a boyfriend?"

i have no idea what i'm doing wrong. it's like when i go out, i'm invisible. i wish i could videotape myself when i'm out, and then get feed back from guys and girls with great dating lives!


p.s. the guy who just grabbed your phone and put his number in? H-O-T. i LOVE men with cojones!!! he would definitely get a call from me.