So I took a little adventure in the land of rich men.
Last night had a impromptu girls night. It was originally just me and my VIB, but then we invited 2 other girls. I figured we'd just go grab a bite to eat then hang out at a dive bar.
We end up in Buckhead (we go there often) and while bar hopping I walked ahead of the group. We walked passed this swanky bar. When I walked passed I saw a group of men in suits sitting outside having a drink. A very attractive black guy caught my eye, but once my ratchet drunk friends walked up we went to our original destination.
I still had that swanky place in the back of my mind. I thought about this thread and how sometimes you gotta fly solo. For the sake of safety, I asked one of the girls to go take a walk with me to the other place. [The sake of safety wasn't fully enforced that night...
but I mean we let a ton of people know where we were every step of the way...]
Immediately, we walk in, and I am at home. A bunch of suits in small clusters laughing and talking. The place was packed. The DJ was playing top hip hop/ rap music... 2 Chainz, Drake, Jay-Z, etc. I texted the others, "The place next door is really classy with ratchet music. You can smell the 401(k)s in this piece!" I beeline it to the back of the bar. It's pretty small. When I walk in the black guy that caught my eye stood up and came in, but he never made his way to me, so I let it go.
So the girl I was with is a very thin, waif-like with neck length relaxed hair. She was wearing a simple sheath black dress black tights and black pumps. I let her borrow my silver and lime green jeweled necklace, but other than that she looked rather plain. I felt some kind of way when a guy immediately started chatting her up, not even acknowledging me. So I just asked if I could take the seats behind him. So I sat down looking carefree, high fashion, and slightly bored yet enjoying the music.
*The DJ was everything* The ratchet music spoke to my soul. The decor was very nice, like a luxurious hunting lodges.
Buck heads all over the walls, as well as antlers scattered among the tables and in other cool nooks. The DJ booth is tucked in the corner a level up, accessible by a vertical wooden latter.
The whole place is made of wood and smells great, dim lights and burning candles all over. It's a narrow space but I think it fits the overall mood extremely well.
I did have to blow out a candle b/c I had a huge afro, and didn't want a Michael Jackson Pepsi moment.
Just to recap my outfit. I thought we were going to a basic dive bar, so I wasn't dressed to the nines. I had on jeans, a peach lace top with a tan tank underneath, a patterned scarf with dots and birds, a cropped grey leather jacket, with dotted pony hair pumps, + big peach earrings.
The shoes were everything. I even got a straight male to compliment them.
My make up was understated for a nighttime look. I kept getting compliments on how clear my skin was.
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So the other 2 women come in *Toasted*. So in typical fashion they come in and in no less than 5 minutes, I find my friends gathered around this drunk white guy rapping about politics. He claimed that he was a rapping comedian.
I join the huddle the man decides to rap to me. The rest of the girls have moved on, but the rapping comedian had zoned in on me. So he was name dropping like a mo4. He kept reiterating that he lived in a pent house around the block and that he had unlimited wine. His claim to fame is that he lives 3 floors above Ludacris, and across the way from Elton John's unit and Young Jeezy's.
He finally stopped rapping and tried to engagement in drunken conversation. He kept claiming that what he says is legit. So I asked him for a business card. Director of Sales for a large wealth management and investment firm.
He introduced me to his friends there. I loved his introductions, "Isn't she beautiful?!?!" I shook hands and smiled.
Highlights of the conversation:
Him: "I'm sad."
Me: "Why are you sad?"
Him: "Because I'm old and you're young, beautiful and intelligent. Why would you ever be with me?"
Me: "The age difference doesn't bother me. We don't have to decide anything right now. Let's just get to know each other." [I turn 25 in 2 weeks. He turned 48 that day.]
Him: "I'm tired of being single. I have wealth, great career. Only thing missing is to share it with someone. Why is it so hard to meet someone smart, beautiful, intelligent, and sexy?"
He told me about his dog and how he acquired ownership. His ex-girlfriend's father bought her the dog to teach her responsibility.
erplexed He broke up with her and offered to buy the dog.
I told him there were so many red flags and problematic aspects of that story.
He agreed and lamented that it was just him and his dog. *Aww pity party* I told him to not be sad about it.
He said that he wasn't sad, but having someone in his life would make him happier.
I do think he's probably genuinely a good person because he said his goal in life is to make a positive impact in the life of anyone he interacts with. He said he never wants people to ever say that he brought negativity.
So I had planned on leaving him, leaving the ball in his court. So I put my number in his phone and called myself. He insisted that I save his name first and last. I didn't. But he made sure to lock in my name.
At this point, I was over it. I was ready to go home. I gathered my troops. But my VIB was on a level 10, so she wasn't ready to go home. The rich dude and his friend the limo driver + his friend walked out with us. Some how that lead to us getting into his limo, and the adventures ensued.
*So not safe.
But who needs a lecture?
*
LONG story short. The rich dude was caking hard in the car. The limo driver and the friend were quite entertaining. We drove around the city looking for some place to be because at this point it was 3:30 AM, and everyone knows ATL closes at 3.
Somehow we landed in some suspect after hours hip hop speakeasy. (We don't know the name or the actual location, so it will forever be known as Narnia amongst my friends and I. We were the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe that night.) Then Waffle House. And we were safely delivered back to our cars.
The night was completely fun. Completely unsafe, yet turned out to be safe in the end.
Came home and the Director of Sales dude checks out. So we'll see what happens. I'm not going to reach out to him.
I wasn't following
The Rules to the T. But I at least kept it light and breezy. I did ask him if he had kids considering I didn't want to date someone who has children my age or older. I broke a lot of the rules... but at least when he asked to kiss me, I said No firmly. His advances were not granted.
He was turnt all the way up, but I'd like to see how he is sober. His two friends were cool, so we made plans to keep in touch with them. Plus I'll use the limo driver's company for my events.
Sorry for the long post, but I figured it might be worth the read and keep this thread alive!
It reeks of insecurity. It's kinda rude. And sometimes it's a backhanded compliment. 
not going to try to convince you otherwise. Weird that someone would say that if they don't even know where you shop
these people, especially the men, need to hush
It doesn't fit on the hips so I can't button the bottom it's somewhat ill fitting but I say I'm going to fit it 
" but you're totally right. She's still beautiful and there's nothing wrong with a shift in focus, but I can totally see the difference. Oh noooo. Lol
he has several high end fast cars and yall know 
I like a nice car. He is in the energy industry owns a few companies that serve different parts of the industry. 
