Meg Horvath
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Merlot
Here I sit in the Central Ave. Café, alone and waiting for my internet date to appear. It’s a comfortable afternoon in July, and I enjoy coming to this Café on dates for three reasons. One, the booze. That’s a no brainer. Relaxed inhibitions and all that. Two, the view of the board walk is incredible, and this spot is surprisingly low key as such. That brings me to three, the cliental is local enough that the place is never empty, and thereby a safe public space. It’s not a rowdy nightclub so you can hear yourself talk. You can feel comfortable here meeting friends or alone, just reading a book and lounging in your casuals. Tonight, I have dolled myself in a floral-patterned House of Foxy top, some thrifted grey chinos, and some enchanting ‘Miss L Fire’ wedges with firebirds across the top. Those are my secret weapon to inspire extra confidence in myself and bring good luck as I embark on new adventures. I enjoy little embellishments in my wardrobe and if they’re whimsical or animal, even better. I wonder if my date will appreciate them.
By Meg Horvath5 years ago in Confessions
Cherry Village
At night, my dreams are vivid and intense. I watch and read enough sci-fi and fantasy to know I’m not alone. There are others out there who feel there is some kind of parallel universe that exists within dreams. I don’t think it’s just a random array of snippets from day life that jumble up in your brain and play for your sleeping eyes.
By Meg Horvath5 years ago in Humans
