Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Strangers of Note: Beauty Marred by Mom Jeans

I'm writing in a cafe again and just vaguely noticed a young woman sitting across from me with a classically pretty face, simply pulled-back hair and an elegant white sweater.  When she stood, I did a double take.  From the waist down, she was built of lumpy faded denim, tapered, pleated, and cut to empathize all possible problem areas.  I mentally re-dressed her in more fashionable pants and am sure she could look attractively curvy, instead of dumpy and let-go.  The poor thing was only around thirty-- a teenager in this town-- way too young for those jeans.  She must be visiting.  Oh well.  The information is out there if she wants it.