Dining out etiquette: How to behave stylishly at restaurants
I should preface this post by saying that I am not a petty person, but certain things get under my skin. No matter how much confidence I have in myself, I still find myself annoyed by (and somewhat in competition with) certain women.
I was having brunch at a trendy Belgian restaurant in the city over the weekend. The tables were close together so, it was difficult to not hear the conversation at the next table. There was a woman approximately my age, perhaps a few years younger, with an older couple. She wasn’t talking to them like her parents, so they must have been family friends or something along those lines.
She was extremely conservative looking in her polo sweater, kahki skirt, and Mary Janes, with her updo tied back in a low pony tail. Her makeup was also very conservative and she carried a designer handbag that was two shades off from her sweater. She could have been in an advertisement for Smith or Wellesley college with her legs daintily crossed below her and her perfect posture. And then of course, there was the rock on her finger.
The conversation revolved around her upcoming wedding. For about an hour. The location, the bridesmaids, things to do before and after the wedding, and all the details. EXCEPT the most important part- the groom! Not one word was spoken about her soon-to-be husband. And isn’t he the reason why this “event of events” was occurring?
Don’t get me wrong-she might be a very nice girl. But what irks me is that I’ve been “dating” ever since college graduation and I have yet to find a suitable man to marry. True, I have no idea what kind of relationship they have (especially since she didn’t even utter a single word about her fiancee), but I guess it just irks me. I want a big wedding with all the trimmings too- but if I found a man I truly loved and he wanted a small private ceremony, I would be fine with that.
It seems like our society favors this sort of existence, though. Spending an arm and a leg on a plain sweater and a sort-of-matching handbag. Bringing the older, rich family friends to a trendy restaurant for brunch to talk about the lavish wedding with the un-named groom. I saw many, many young women like this at UVA and I was never able to have a conversation with them beyond the initial “hello, how are you”. I just couldn’t relate to them and they probably thought that I was beneath them.
Maybe it’s my insecurity because she is the supposed “norm” and I am the weird one. Age 27 and still single
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Tags: Fiancee, Private Ceremony, Shades