About Last Night
As the night settled into the sky I set the mood. Opening my blinds, I let my city view light my apartment. I poured myself a nice glass of Cabernet Sauvignon, put on my S/O to ur S/O playlist and I let myself romance me.
Putting my apron on, I knew I wanted the works. So I started making filet mignon, sautéed lobster tails, whipped potatoes and my all time favorite; mushrooms. As the smells infiltrated my home; I turned the music up and let me and my shadow do the tango as “Velvet” by Kirby played.
Turning my burners down it was time to set the ambience. I took out the plateware that my mama said was only for special occasions; and I set my table. A sheer blue table cloth clothed my table and I grabbed my Resilience candles, the bottle of wine, and of course my weed and backwoods; everything was beautiful. Dinner was almost done and the wine clinged to my body like the dress I was about to put on.
I went to my bedroom and I grabbed my little black dress that showed curves that were just in my dreams. I took out my BCBG Max Mara heels- you know the ones that are good for an entrance but you sit immediately after. I let my locs out of the messy bun I put them in and added my “Black Women” hair pin and dressed my lips in lip gloss. I smacked my ass in the mirror, “Damn I look good,” and went back into the kitchen with my heels.
I plated my food and brought it to my dinner table. I rolled me a backwood; grabbed my heels to put on; and I swayed my hips to Chocolate Pomegranate by Ari Lennox as my seat at the table waited anxiously for me. I prayed and lit my blunt. “Damn Ajee you outdid yourself this time!” I say. “Only for the best baby.” I sip my wine in between puffs of smoke and dig in. The food was so magnificent I felt like Remy when he mixed the strawberry and cheese together in Ratatouille.
After dinner, ya girl made her favorite dessert. Six chocolate chip cookies with ice cream on the side. I was high and floating off the wine. As my cookies came to life I took my shoes off and danced in my living room mirror. I was the center of my attention as I started stepping in the name of luv. Picking up my blunt I headed to my bathroom for part two. I got my finest bubbles and made a bath. Dropping some eucalyptus leaves in my water; I lit my mini candles and set them around the tub.
At this point I was lit, and lit Ajee can burn her cookies; but not tonight- they came out just as caramel as me. I let them rest and continued setting my mood. Walking back to my bedroom I let my dress fall off my body and winked in the mirror. I grabbed my cookies and ice cream, the wine and the other wood I rolled and I danced into my bathroom. Turning my lights off; the candles illuminated my mood and I stepped into heaven. The waters of Oshun washed over me and I just breathed. I lit my blunt and relished in myself; my femininity, my aura, my sexy; ME.
Leaving my bath after lowkey drifting off (that’s what the wine and the blunt will do to you) I grabbed my oils and bathed my body in moisture. I grabbed my silk robe and I walked into my bedroom. I’ll clean up my house tomorrow. I prayed and let my covers welcome my body as I laid down. All I could think was, damn Ajee when can I take you out again because tonight was lovely. I answered myself with a small chuckle and smile and drifted to sleep.
The Hood Hilary
