an ego boost
After a couple delightful hours chatting over chocolate treats at the Naked Chocolate Café, fruslug and I betook ourselves to Fergie's pub for a drink. I'd washed my hair before meeting her, but it felt even more swelteringly humid to have my back covered by a thick wet mass. I was turned to face fruslug, as we were sitting at the bar, and I unconsciously started twisting my hair up for a moment.
A man sitting a couple seats away, who I knew was an artist from a conversation I'd overheard between him and the bartender, said, 'Excuse me...your neck is the most beautiful thing I've seen in awhile. Thanks for sharing.'
Random, but quite complimentary.
A man sitting a couple seats away, who I knew was an artist from a conversation I'd overheard between him and the bartender, said, 'Excuse me...your neck is the most beautiful thing I've seen in awhile. Thanks for sharing.'
Random, but quite complimentary.