The Leave Behind

I know you know what I am talking about. I just moved into my new place a few weeks ago and am being constantly stared at by my ex's old pants and his favorite oversized Sunday cashmere sweater. This got me thinking about the old days.

The leave behind. We have all done it, leaving something with a lover, something you will definitely try to get back in hopes of having another "go."
Man, its pretty sad at a certain point, and gets expensive if you don't be careful.

It was a couple of years ago, New York where we lay our scene. It was a warm fall night; live music, happy people and cocktails filled my world. All of the sudden, a very tall, very handsome gentleman walked in and asked if he could sing, it was Open Jam Night.
You should know, this man is very famous and very beautiful... we will call him "Charles."
He sang a few songs, Sinatra mostly. His voice was powerful and sexy. We exchanged eyes, and throughout the evening, words. Eventually, it was closing time. He said, "The Ritz?"

Yes.

After more drinks and chatting I knew this was going to be what it was, a one night stand with an amazing guy, who happened to be on his way to stars and fame. (No judgement allowed friends, atleast i'm putting it out there.)

I left in the wee hours of the morning, sneaking out quietly but leaving my number.

The worst...
about an hour later I get a text from "Charles" saying I left my suede blazer in his hotel, of course. At this point, I had already learned my "leave behind" art was probably not a good idea anymore, and the option of trying to be totally cool with this dude just left the table. Ugh. Even better, he says he is switching hotels.
I ended up having to spend about another 40 bucks in cab fare to venture far out of my way to get my coat back and have the embarrassing moment of seeing him again, later that day, just for the return of my clothing. Humiliation teaches lessons.

Charles and I shoot texts from time to time these days, so it was not a complete disaster but definitely a lesson was learned. Don't have one night stands with celebrities, and if you do make sure you get all of your stuff before you leave.

PS. Cashmere Sweater for free. Big, warm, smells a little.
Ciao.