Special thanks to Memories of Your Life Photography and Rochanna Buckley for letting me use her studio for a couple hours! She's awesome!
"It's been a long time since you've dated anyone but you finally started talking to this guy who
really likes you and you really like him. You've been on three dates so far and you're so excited
to see him again, he says and does all the right things you feel like you're in highschool all over
again with butterflies in your stomach. You haven't even kissed yet but tonight's the night. It's
going down. You've already made plans to go meet up at a hotel, a fancy hotel that he has paid
for.
Okay so the plan is to meet up for 9 o'clock. The last time you spoke was at noon when you
texted him saying “we're still on for the night, right?” He responds with a yeah. That's 4 letters!
He could have said ya or yes but you got a yeah. It's on! You think it's a bit odd that he has not
texted all day considering lately you text non stop but whatever.. it's no big deal he's probably at
the gym or something. It's now 7 you've been practically getting ready for this all day. Nails are
painted, you bought new sexy undergarments..
You decided to text him since you haven't heard from him all day you decide to ask where the
hotel is located even though you have a GPS. You just wanted to hear from him again.. “hey
looking forward to seeing you again! How do you get to this place?”
But no response. It's ok though because earlier you got an affirmative yeah. Alright its 8:30, time
to go. It's Valentine's Day but he made reservations. The guy at the counter tried flirting with you
but you were too busy thinking about your date to pay him any mind, he gave you the key and
you skip away with the biggest smile on your face. Hair, makeup, outfit is all on point. You
haven't been this “dolled up” in ages!
You slide the key in the door assuming he would be there waiting with a bottle of wine ..he's not
there yet. Already you're assuming the worst. “I'll give it until 930” you thought. But 9:19 still
nothing, now it's 9:30.
Your heart starts to pound fast and your palms are sweaty. “I shouldn't have had that coffee”
you go back and forth in your head between thinking he will be here any second to he's blowing
me off! “I can't believe I'm letting a STUPID man get to me like this!” maybe if you hadn't wasted
the entire day getting ready..
“I'm just going to leave, screw this” but it's 10pm and this is the 3rd time the thought has crossed
your mind. You start to tear up… Wondering if there are any nightclubs open tonight. Of course
not, it's Wednesday. You're not even bothering to text him since your phone call went to
voicemail 15 minutes ago. “Why am I not driving home already.. what's wrong with me!” I'm a
grown woman, I don't have time for this!
Now it's 11 and you're still in the hotel room. "
-Concept, Story, Hair, & Make-up by Sasset H&MUA