The Moment of Truth

19 years into my career as a human, I thought that I was as pretty if not slightly prettier than KILO. I know to some that might be an impossiblity but like DJ Quik said "I was young, I admit it".

So in my "pretty" phase I did many things to accentuate my then, pretty features. The "Livin' La Vida Loca" video was #1 on TRL so cut my hair Ricky style. I worked at Structure (now Express) and had a closet full of employee discounted outfits. I even went to the extent to wear Timberland hiking boots in a failed attempt to be hip hop/pop. Now that I think about it, I wasn't that bad. I was definately a "beautiful letdown".

I was on top of the late 90s world. I even somehow juked my friends into believing how "pretty" I was or in reality was not.

My friend Geeves set up a double date for us with his then GF (girlfriend) and her friend. I was all for it.

The date consisted of the following:

A movie

That's it! Dates on a Wednesday in the 90s when you're 19 years old can't really consist of much else anyway.

At the end of the date we were hanging out outside Geeve's house, him with his then GF and me with my date, who by the way was pretty. Not as pretty as me or KILO but she was pretty. I mean no one is as pretty as KILO. He's an ADONIS! But I digress......So I was having a conversation that, from what I remember, was mostly about me and how good looking I was and what not. Then my date stops me and says the phrase that would change my life:

"You're not even that good looking"

The date ended. She never called me back. Or should I say, she never paged me after that night.

I was enlightened that night.