Emily Mavis Margaret Alterator, Em, E.m.m.a. Spunky Munky, Little Miss M, Princess.... shall I continue? (and isn't that the most awsome name ever?)
Well Hello There!
I'm alive and have to work in 4 hours but things could never have been better. Ever, I think.
I got my hair cut last tuesday by a gorgeous girl named Emily. I was in the salon over three hours. We spoke for most of that. It was the easiest conversation I'd had with a stranger, ever. And this was a girl. And this was my vision of reality perfection. Absolutely beautiful.
Black haired beauty, alt/indie princess who (because she is a world class hairdresser) has a funky ass short cut 'do' which is now sporting a sexalicious bright textured orange colour scheme. She has these gorgeous, cheeky and sharp eyes that give you the sexiext raise of the eyebrows you've ever seen and when she's excited you cant help but love those big bright brown blinkers! She has the cutest little button nose that is very prone to being smooched, fairy and butterfly kissed. Her lips just say kiss me! So full and soft looking with this perfect cartoon heronie like shape to them. And they don't disappoint either! So sweet and soft! Feels like marshmellows, tastes like chocolate.
And I mistake her for an uber-pixie-cute Missy Higgins ALL the TIME! I have this black combat hat with a shape similar to a brown one Missy is wearing in a pull page promo shot in this street mag I have and when she wears it... man. The striking resemblance makes for tremblance! And she tells me she's learning accoustic guitar too!
She is about 5ft 4 I think. The perfect height for snuggling into my neck/collar/chest area for the bestest cuddles ever! She isn't skinny but no way is she overdoing it either. Her skin is so soft and velvety. All that is needed to complete the perfect, in-reality version, quirky, funny, gorgeous, kick-ass, mad skillz, awesome nerd girl is the glasses. And by conversation indications today, they may not be far away.... *guiltyw00t!*
The rest i'll leave up to your imagination because you've had a lot of what sounds like my imagination... only it isn't. I find it had to believe either. Both her and I have always believed that things happen for a reason. Like meeting her over two months ago and finding out I could get a cheap haircut but never following it up. Turns out she's been single about a month now. When we met up after the haircut on the Thursday at the R.E. I was nervous as hell for the first hour or so waiting for her. When she turned up at 9pm, 2hrs after I got there and most of my mates had turned up from work to celebrate a birthday, I was feeling very comfortable and in-the-zone. I wasn't drunk though and my mates couldn't believe the best behaviour I was on so the figured I must have been serious. I didn't even realise it.
You see, nothing I have done ever since meeting her has really been an effort. I have never tried to look cool, never tried to talk myself up, never really had to second-guess what I had to say and never be short of something to say! It's like worlds collide. Two crazy funky munkees, blissed and happy as can be. Romeo and Juliette, only with overextended lifespans, healthy doses of adrenaline, punk rock and dorky cool.
I've always tried a bit too hard. There is no try. Only do and do not. And he who hesitates is lost. Be yourself and if it's right, shit'll kick along fine! That's right! Don't change and if it's right, it'll happen! And it's freaking mind-blowing!
It took me four and a half years to find her and i'll be a dead man if I ever let go. Did I say that? How can this be so? We met 8 Days ago.
HELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! d
You would not believe the realisations and feelngs I had tonight. She blows my mind. I don't know how I stay such a gentleman all the time with all the Super Insano Crazy Insane Party - Pants Style. But I've reasoned it out a million times and both my head and heart say YES! I think my Mum is even convinced.
Guys.... little help to see through the love goggles? Please?