I’m watching More to Love on Fox. I watched 2 episodes before I couldn’t stand it anymore. Have you seen the show? It’s a “plus size” version of The Bachelor. I got annoyed at first because so many of the women were saying things like “I’ve never had a date because of my weight” and stuff like that. But that’s an aside. Back to the real post.
So Luke (the dude) and one of the girls is on a date. They go back to his room. There are candles, there are rose petals on the bed and there is champagne. Except for the champagne, what I think when I see that is not “Oh, romantic.” No, I think, “Trite.”
I had a dream the other night. I generally don’t remember my dreams so I’m surprised that I remember this one.
So, in the dream, I was getting ready for a date. Wanna know what I was wearing? Of course you do! I was wearing
this totally gorgeous dress with a cropped cardigan over it and some great booties. I can’t find pictures of either the sweater or the boots. I think I dreamed about this dress because I’d just seen it on their website and loved it.
Anyway, the girl arrives to pick me and instead of bringing me flowers, she showed up with a gorgeous box. It was probably 6″ x 2″ and it was a fabric box, covered in a beautiful soft floral print that reminds me a lot of Monet. Actually, it reminded me a great deal of a Michael Kors dress from last year, but whatever.
In the box was the greatest first date gift ever. A box of Peeps!
That was romantic to me because it meant that she had paid attention to me and, at the very least, read my blog so she knew I liked them. AND she read enough not to be a cliche.
Tell me what is romantic to you? How would someone make your heart melt on a first date? If you have a partner, imagine! Or else tell me what she really did that made you melt.
The Femme Fairy Godmother is the alterego of a Michigan femme who loves to give (mostly unsolicited) advice to everyone regardless of sexual orientation. Also, the FFG has an overwhelming urge to mother everyone. And by mother I mean tell you how to live your life.
Akki
September 8th, 2009 at 11:52 pm
Well, I went four wheeling and ate fresh blackberries on a first date. On another date, by best friend came into her living room not realizing my date was still with me and said, “Did you get rid of your date already?” only to round the corner to loud laughter while she was introduced to my date. Another date was spent horse back riding, okay I made that one up. Another date was spent dancing and talking; I could do with just the dancing. Another date, I danced over and over to a favorite song where my date had brought a beautiful silky thing. And, that’s about it. I think the most interesting date is when I met this woman outside of her job, where she got off at 10:00 with a Burger King bag of burgers and such, sat on the hood of the car and ate burgers and talked. I think I lose the romantic points once my date starts helping me move the wood pile.
Diana
September 9th, 2009 at 6:25 am
Romance is a tough one. I have always been the romantic one in my relationships. I’d have to say, and I blogged about this once in a post on one of my other sites (the post was called It’s not from Hallmark), that the most romantic thing that was ever done for me—and it wasn’t on a date—was when FF designed and built my desk for me. I had recently started copy editing and I had been working at our kitchen table. My back was killing me and I was developing early widow’s hump! He asked me exactly what I would like in a perfect desk and then he spent two weeks in a shed in his dad’s backyard. He came back with the perfect desk. I use it every day and every time, I think about how he showed his love for me through his creativity, his talent, and hard work…and really paid attention to the little details that made a difference. That’s what romance is to me. Paying attention to the details. Doing something completely personal. Like my dream (that may come true soon) of being taken on a hot air balloon ride…something I’ve wanted to do all my life.
2momswithaplan
September 9th, 2009 at 7:46 am
It was our first valentines day we we had no money. That day I came home from work and there was these hearts taped to the wall in our living room… on the hearts were pictures of us. I thought it was the sweetest, most romantic thing ever. She made something from her heart and made it so personal. I still have those paper hearts to this day.
8thday
September 9th, 2009 at 8:12 am
Martha left a trail of Rollos at my work leading to my desk. On my desk were flowers and an invitation to dinner at her house. Yep, that worked. Chocolate, flowers, home cooked meal. Traditional, yet effective.
FemmeFairyGodmother
September 9th, 2009 at 1:15 pm
@2Momswithaplan I did something like that once. I put a big ol’ heart on the door to the house that said “How do I love thee ….” and then dozens of little hearts in various places throughout the house with all the different ways I loved her. Some sweet, some scandalous.
It was a big hit.
FemmeFairyGodmother
September 9th, 2009 at 1:19 pm
@8thday Traditional, yes, but I’m betting she knew that you like Rollos (me, too. Yum!) and that she gave you flowers you’d like AND that she knew that you’d appreciate being cooked for at home. That’s what makes it romantic. That she knew you well enough to know what you’d like. Martha rocks! (which I thought as soon as I read that “Don’t give up your day job” remark on your blog!)
FemmeFairyGodmother
September 9th, 2009 at 1:20 pm
@Diana Well, now’s the time to figure it out! The balloon ride would be pretty romantic, I must say. Even I would think that is romantic and I’m afraid of heights. Nonetheless, I’d totally dig an early am balloon ride over Napa Valley.
FemmeFairyGodmother
September 9th, 2009 at 1:21 pm
@Akki :shakes head: As I recall, that woodpile hauling phase was *early* in that relationship and you still managed to get some romance out of that chick!
8thday
September 9th, 2009 at 6:25 pm
Yep. She worked real hard on the romance until she had me. Now it is non-existent. We have a lot of other good things, but I do miss the romance. Perhaps I should ask advise from the FemmeFairy Godmother?
FemmeFairyGodmother
September 10th, 2009 at 12:18 am
@8thday Well, are *you* being romantic with her? Perhaps if you do some things you’ll inspire her. Otherwise, tell me what sorts of romantic things you’d like (but in an email!) and then tell Martha to come and ask me. I’ll tell her and there you are. FFG: the Busybody!
Billi
September 11th, 2009 at 11:21 am
The most romantic thing I’ve experienced was on Sweetest Day (a northern thing, Southerners don’t ask). I had been gone during the weekend of Sweetest Day and when I got home my girlfriend was at work. She had filled our bedroom with balloons. Inside of the balloons were words with numbers on the back. I had to pop all of the balloons and piece the words together to get a very mushy letter out of her. It was very sweet and I know it took her a lot of time. MUSH MUSH MUSH
(ps I saw this weeks More to Love and I’d never saw the show before. Why do the big girls have to get a big guy anyway? Hello. Not all bigger people date bigger people!)
dawg
September 15th, 2009 at 8:19 pm
Peeps?? roflmao
Excellent dream
Dawg is not romantic *wink wink*