BOOM BOOM [the drummer with a penchant for neon] came over a few days later for a breakfast date.
Breakfast dates are perfect for we artsy folks. We're all working or being musical in the evenings, yet we never have to be anywhere before noon. And who doesn't want to eat pancakes and bone right after?
The following is an account of BOOM BOOM's Saturday morning date outfit:
-Red sweatshirt, bearing the Gucci logo circa 1982
-Matching red sweatpants bearing the same logo down the right leg
-Orthopedic nurse's shoes (white)
-Neon green windbreaker
-Yellow heart-shaped sunglasses
Yowzers. I have to admit, the brazen fashion sense really gives me a boner. It also gives me the green light on my own freak flag. On this date, I got to wear red running shorts and my favorite sequined tube top that no one likes.
It was a breakfast date, and I did make breakfast. Banana walnut pancakes. We listened to records and talked about our families and at some point during the dishwashing, he said, "That tube top is hideous," and pulled it down, all the way to the floor. I stepped out of it and welcomed foreplay on the buffet table.
We finished up in the bathroom, and proceeded to retrieve our respective clown outfits strewn about my apartment, dressed ourselves, and went off to our jobs.
