Heavy metal girls dating
One guy got a drink thrown in his face and subsequently got booted out.
Apparently, the friends I brought also made quite the impression as well.
After we filled out our name tags, we headed to the bar for some pre-date drinks and anxiously awaited the start.
The turnout was massive, but it came down to numbered spots for 37 men and 37 women.
There was business to be taken care of on the darkened floor, after all.
All of us in the crowded room were there looking for love -- but not within the typical go out, get numbers, and get laid social construct. The bachelor proceeded to show me his artwork and informed me that his favorite thing to draw was women morphing into werewolves. Fair play to him, he could draw a great rack." -- Kari "Women were called forward to take their seats in chairs along the walls.
"So the chance to freely mingle with a crowd outside of my typical haunts was immediately appealing.
That said, I always thought speed dating was just some ridiculous trope invented purely for romantic comedies when the characters need an outlandish situation to crash.
When it finally ended, everyone hit the bar to mingle and exchange numbers and stories.This was a special event to bring all the metal chicks and head-banging guys of New York (and the surrounding area) together for a truer connection." -- Brett "My first date approached me, clad in a uniform of black, patches, spikes... Then the men were herded in, unwitting livestock on our way to slaughter.My first pairing was with a pretty girl covered in tattoos -- but I was soon told that I had taken the wrong seat.I found my allotted wall space, lucky #2, hoping for magic to happen." -- Kari "The darkened bar at Saint Vitus was filled with metal paraphernalia and blasting metal at high volume.I noticed a shrine of sorts, complete with a Christlike rendering of a canonized Lemmy, the recently deceased frontman of Motörhead.
She reminded me exactly of my very first NYC flame.