Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Summertime's sticking its tongue out at me.

It's March 20th, and the last ten days have been gloriously warmer than 60 degrees- today, temperatures look like they're going to amble up into high 70's, maybe even grazing 80. I woke up, brushed my teeth, and cut a pair of old Levi's into short-shorts...

saturday morning, i had breakfast at a cafe in lewisburg, pennsylvania. a swarm of bucknell students sat in the back room and made happy noise over their hash browns and eggs; i ordered a salad and peanut butter toast from the gals at the counter and stared at a can of birch beer in the cooler next to the pastry case to avoid staring at the girl pouring my coffee. she had on a brilliant red lipstick, the kind that's reserved for glamorous or exotic women, or ballsy young things with unobtrusive self-confidence. her hair was dark and up in a messy bun, and she had a light-blue men's oxford tucked into her jeans- which were, incidentally, frayed cut-offs of daisy-duke proportions.

"pretty" isn't quite how i'd describe her. in another outfit, she's just another girl. she rocked her look, though, and today i'd like to rock it, too...so after work, i'm going to go put on those cut-off shorts, tie up my hair, and hope that i can pull off my engine-red lipstick half as well as the girl at the counter did hers.

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