It’s such a beautiful day, isn’t it? the lady next to me says and redirects my attention to her.
The first thing I notice about her is her hair which is glaring red. Her curls must have been dyed just recently and her hairdresser must have used tons of colour since it’s so striking. The next thing I notice are her full lips on which she applied a huge amount of shiny pink lipstick.
It’s a nice day, yes I reply and look back out the window. I want to enjoy my peaceful morning ride with the bus and she’s messing up my bus ritual which isn’t a smart thing to do. It’s never a good thing to disturb any of my rituals.
I love summer, I can’t wait for it to come. It’s my favourite time of the year and I’ve already dragged summer clothes from the dark corners of my closet she continues, obviously not understanding the hint I gave her by looking away. And then I notice her wardrobe...
She’s wearing yellow peep toe high heels, green tights, a yellow shirt and a white cardigan over it. All her clothes are almost as vivid as her red hair and her outfit isn’t appropriate for her full figure. And I’m putting it mildly. On top of everything she added a very generous amount of jewellery which seemed gold but I’m not a goldsmith and can’t say if it was real or not.
I’m sure Anna Wintour wouldn’t put her anywhere near the cover of Vouge and Versace is turning in his grave. I can say quite confidently that even Vivienne Westwood would strongly suggest her to leave those clothes in the dark corners of her closet.
Her family and friends are obviously very nice and regardful people since nobody prevented her going out looking like that. Or maybe no one was at home when she was leaving. I’ll rather go with the latter, it’s much more comforting.
Photo taken from here.