MY LONLEY DATE: Part 1

Last night I went on a date, with myself.

I wore my new favorite LBD.

A fashionable headband, equip with bow and feathers. 

leggings with knee high boots and

my red scarf..... that is rapidly approaching a signature piece. 

"Am I too dressed up for a movie with myself?"I thought as I looked in the mirror before dashing out the door? 

Then I realized that I SHOULD want to look fabulous for my self. I twirled around in the mirror to give my hot bod on last look, and off I went.

As I was walking up to the ticket booth, I passed a group of tween girls. They "oohed" and "awed" as I walked past, and they told me that they loved my outfit. I flashed them a big smile and thanked them, fall the while feeling completley silly and frivilous for wearing such an outft to the movies. Then I bought 1 ticket to the "Time Travelers Wife ." Once inside I splurged and bought myself a kids popcorn combo. It came with a small drink, small popcorn and a packet of fruit snacks. 

                                                

I found my place in the theater, settled in , and started in on my popcorn. As I sat alone I reveled in my oneness. When the movie came to a point that hit me deeply,  I cried my eyes out I appreciated that I was alone. I probably cried longer and harder than I would have if I saw it with anybody else. I couldn't help but feel grateful for the choice I had made to go on a date alone. I felt like I could let loose and cry out some pent up emotion, and then heal all in the space of a movie. As I drove home, I felt like a liberated woman who was confident enough to enjoy life on my own. 

Do you ever go to the movies by yourself? Why or why not?