Love At First Breath

4: Nova

G.U.Y. • Lady Gaga

4: Nova

"You don't think this is too much, is it?" I asked, turning towards Flora, who was spread out on my bed, flipping through a Cosmopolitan magazine. She lifted her gaze and eyed my outfit up and down, while I awkwardly stood there.

"You're wearing a glittery mini dress and you're going out to brunch, what do you think?" Flora asked.

I sighed. "You're right, this isn't enough."

Flora threw her magazine at me, smacking me across the face with it. "Stop, you're insane. Pull on some skinny jeans and a cute shirt and you're good to go."

I furrowed my eyebrows. That won't look proper. Sven will just think I'm a random girl who doesn't care about her appearance when I show up in jeans and a shirt.

"Okay, I'll look for something else." I told Flora and headed back to my walk-in closet to look for something less subtle than the glittery dress. Although I don't see anything wrong with it, I'm guessing Flora thinks otherwise.

It's hard having a best friend who isn't as extra as you when it comes to dressing for events. Whenever we're going out I tend to go for something revealing, something sexy. Flora on the other hand tends to wear something more conservative, something her parents would approve of. Can't relate.

After a solid twenty minutes of digging around in my closet, my eyes finally landed on a shirt that seemed kind of appropriate and cute. Deciding on a pair of black jeans, I paired it with a red cropped-and I mean super cropped, almost like a bralette-off-the-shoulder top that tied together in a very creative way at the front. It wasn't something my parents would approve of, but my parents weren't here so they can't say much. To finish the outfit I threw on a leather jacket, that was slightly cropped as well, and wore a pair of black lace-up heels.

Was this appropriate for brunch in an expensive New York City brunch place? Probably not.

Will Sven show up in a leather jacket based on the vibes I'm getting from him? Probably yes.

So it was perfect. The two of us will be in matching leather jackets and no one can say anything about it. And if they have something to say-especially that we can't afford that place-then I'll just show them my platinum credit card and they'll probably shut the hell up.

"Is this more appropriate?" I asked Flora. She pressed her lips together in a tight line for a second but then nodded her head. Breathing a sigh of relief, I walked towards my makeup vanity so apply a subtle amount of makeup onto my face.

And by subtle I mean full glam.

When I was finally dressed and ready it felt like five hours had passed. I know for a fact that it didn't take me so long to get ready, but it sure in hell feels like that way.

Looking at myself in the mirror I felt great. I felt confident. I liked how my body looked. I liked the way my makeup turned out. I liked how my hair was falling in loose waves that looked natural. I liked everything. My confidence was through the roof.

Although I felt so confident, I could also feel a tiny speck of anxiety crawling up onto my right shoulder and being like "hey, bitch, I'm here to ruin everything today." But I wasn't going to let that happen. Sven was an attractive guy and I just wanted to have a polite and lovely conversation with him without embarrassing myself.