The other day when I was at my favorite Starbucks, drinking my usual passion tea, a young, long-legged, red headed woman came in. Her short, red hair admired her pale skin and her perfect jaw line. As she walked to the cashier to order, her hair bounced as she walked in her black high heels, her black skirt swayed back and forth ending at her knees. Her pale pink lips curled when she handed the barista her card, her pale skin exposed under her loose white, polka dot lace blouse. She waited for her latte to be made and I kept making my quick glances at her standing there. The sun was behind her which made her hair a fiery red in the light. She took her drink and left the cafe, leaving me bewildered about her beauty.
--Wow. That was a quick ten minutes. Peace out, girlscouts! Ya'll are beautiful! And I'm waiting patiently for the next idea to come to me so I can blog about it~
(this is me waiting)
Lol I love the picture! I do like this one aaaaaaaaaaalllllooooott.
ReplyDeleteIt really made me think. I can imagine her by your description. Your a genious. I truly admire your writing. Not many things can make me imagine things in my head, but you have outdone yourself. Bravo. (; ♥
Haha he is rocking the mustache!!! Great description of the red haired beauty as well. :-)
ReplyDeleteGood character for your next story.
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