Today I am wearing a sundress and my hair is a messy short pony tail. I don't own enough of these. (Dresses) The other day I was talking with a friend who said that he preferred women in dresses. As a woman, I think I agree. There just seems to be something a bit more alluring to see a woman in a dress. Dresses make me feel more feminine and this might sound stupid, but when I'm around a guy, I wonder if it makes them feel more masculine. Maybe, maybe not. It doesn't really matter.
I'm sitting here in the Zoka Coffee shop. I so prefer it to *bucks. I don't like "the Bucks" (sorry all you Bucks fans.) But there are just so many more interesting and delicious coffee shops around here, why settle for the flavor of burnt coffee?
So I've got my Americano and I'm sitting with my black flip flop dangling off my crossed legged foot.
As I gaze around the room a sturdy looking blond in heels is sweeping the floor in a way that mimics dancing. She has light feet despite her sturdy frame. When she smiles, her teeth look like round shiny pearls. I hope she thinks she's pretty, because she is.
Right now the music I hear is The Shins. I love this band. The Shins, Amos Lee, Keane, Damien Rice's Cannon Ball. Interesting how certain music moves people. I enjoy this because it's contemplative and mellow. Yet what I identify with, you may not.
This is just the allure of details today and I can still smell the faint scent of the perfume I put on my skin this morning, I smell like dessert.
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