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My Real-Life English Romantic Fairytale
My 2023 Dating Recap — Part 1
Me: “Are you still in the hotel room?”
Him: “Yes.”
Me: “Can you grab my black Skechers?”
Him: “Sure, darling.”
Me: “Instead of the stroke of midnight, you have till noon. You’re welcome to stay until then, but the room key won’t work after that. And instead of glass slippers, I’m hoping you might return my hideous black Skechers to me if we ever see each other again.”
Me: “You’re my dashing English prince and I’m your Southern princess. We’re our own warped version of Cinderella.”
Out of boredom and curiosity, I opened up Bumble on my last night in Oxford. Rain drizzled outside as I swiped.
William Windsor had super swiped me, so he jumped to the top of my list. His blue eyes twinkled and he was wearing a casually draped scarf. My followers know that British men are my kryptonite. He only had a couple of photos and nothing written in his profile, but I decided to swipe right anyway.
He responded to my brief message with a voicenote. That was it. I was toast! His voice is BBC quality with references to Oxfordshire and London. I followed up with my own voicenote complimenting his voice.
