how we met
There are a multitude of ways to meet your knight in shining armor, but few of them are as picture perfect as Katherine Heigl movies would have you believe. Take a look at the pretty little lies we love to use…including the big fat fib I tell about how I met the guy I’m dating!
She said: Oh, just through some mutual friends!
She meant: Yeah, James got to second base with one of mine, I was like whatever I’ll make out with his friend too and then James was all “Why’d you do that, don’t you know I like you?” and I go “Um no because you felt up Chloe!” and he’s like “Pssh I only did that to make you jealous” so I was like…
She said: We bonded at summer camp over our mutual obsession with s’mores!
She meant: Which we had plenty of time to eat together in the infirmary thanks to our 10 billion mosquito bites. At least calamine lotion is pink–always a good color on me.
She said: He asked me out after we got stuck in an elevator together (note: this is actually the story my guy and I concocted to explain how we met, when in reality…)
She meant: We met online. Yes. I did that online dating thing. WHAT?!
She said: I’m actually good friends with his sister.
She meant: Who I befriended with the express purpose of snaring her brother.
She said: How we met? We both worked at the mall this summer!
She meant: I ate nasty food court crap every single day just to have an excuse to talk to him. Now I can’t fit into the pants I got from my employee discount.
She said: He sat behind me in French class and told me I had pretty hair. Aww!
She meant: Fine, technically it was detention, but I was eating a croissant so that’s kind of French, right?
What’s your (totally honest) how we met story? Tell us in the comments!
What would we write on Facebook if we were totes honest? So much crazy stuff!
how we met