It’s a drizzly day as I head back home from my run.
A pretty girl in her 30s is standing under the eave of a brownstone perusing her phone, smartly staying dry.
She looks great in jeans with an opened navy blazer, its collar flipped up over a black and white striped French sailor shirt, a beige three quarter trench coat tossed over her arm…classic black flats with just a hint of heel…a nice bear brown tote resting beside her.
I love how her light-blonde hair falls just right in line with her shoulders, as if it came with the shirt.
After my quick, efficient appraisal, she looks up as I’m about to pass, igniting my Tourettes that kicks in, saying…
“Ya look just like a J. Crew ad,” and she says, “Funny you should say that…I’m a sales rep for them.”
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