Dressing up for a first date isn’t required, but at least put some thought into it. Vieta, 25, would give this advice to Ken, 30. They enjoyed each other’s company over sushi at the Midtown East Japanese restaurant Tokya, but Vieta couldn’t get past Ken’s attire. Ken, on the other hand, wanted to prove clothes don’t always make the man. But should she give him another shot since Ken’s nerves might have momentarily impaired his sense of style?
She said:
When I saw Ken, he put me at ease. The only downside was that I wasn’t too attracted to him, physically. Not to be picky, but he wore a fleece vest over a button-down shirt. It struck me as an odd choice. Otherwise, he was a cute guy.
Tokya is a pretty restaurant. I liked the projectors on the walls, and the cod was tasty. I let myself relax and enjoy the food and see where the date went.
We had a few laughs sharing some dating horror stories, and talked about each other’s backgrounds. Ken was engaging, intelligent and had a good sense of humor. But I felt like we are both in different places in our lives.
We exchanged numbers, and I had a fun night. I think he’s going to be a great guy for some lucky girl, but I didn’t feel that spark.
He said:
I was pleasantly surprised when I sat down and met Vieta. Physically, she is my type: fit, with long, straight hair.
We had normal first-date discussion — jobs, family, etc. Her Ukrainian background was fascinating. She has eclectic tastes in music, which is cool, and recommended a great pair of headphones to me.
Fortunately, we both love sushi. Vieta is an expert when it comes to Japanese cuisine, so I tasted some great things at Tokya, like the blackened cod.
I enjoyed spending time with Vieta. but I think we both had a little bit of the first-date jitters, especially since it was a blind date. She gave me her number at the end, and I would definitely go out with her again, even if the relationship ended up completely platonic.