As any girl knows instinctively, when choosing an outfit, getting the underwear right is of utmost importance. If you do, then the rest follows. It’s the epitome of obviousness once you’ve formulated it thus, but I hadn’t, not until my friends Kate did it for me last year. Kate was helping me pick an outfit for a telephone interview.
I’ve been using it ever since, and in my experience so far, it’s a rule (a trick?) that proves true every time: for dates, for parties, and of course, for telephone interviews.
And tonight once again, I plan to make the best use of it, since I have a chat scheduled on Skype, that’s not an even interview, but a date. Now, I can foresee, and even understand, skepticism at that statement. But it is a date, trust me. If gauging it by the intensity of the anticipation I’ve been going through, it’s most definitely a date. Not only that, it’s also a first date. And it’s on Skype, well, because he’s there and I’m here. There being NYC and here being London. Bloody internet.
I’m not sure the other party sees this chat as a date, probably not. Especially since I doubt there will be webcams involved. But it’s Friday night after all, and what other excuse do I need to girly-up? Friday night and date, albeit the latter virtual – two good reasons to make sure I get the underwear right. Of course I also want to make sure I smell nice, so I’ll start with a bath. And I’ll start now.