Good Copy

I’m sitting in a cafe writing on a legal pad, when I notice a well-heeled woman staring at me from across the room.

Do I know her from somewhere, I wonder, my memory lately doing the hula.

She starts walking over.

An attractive woman, in her 50s, with jet black hair in a sprayed flip, cascading over a little too much cleavage for 4 in the afternoon. I can’t see what she’s wearing beneath what looks like, a full length beaver coat. I do notice she has on Tod loafers that gleam in the pre-evening light.

“Excuse me,” she says, genuinely apologetic for disturbing me. “I really need to ask you something.”

My essay light pops on as I smile and say, “We haven’t met before, right?”

“No,” she says, looking around like Mata Hari. “I have to go to a party and we’re all supposed to come as someone famous. After seeing you come in, I thought I could go as Audrey.”

I’m speechless, because the whole thing is a bit bizarre, even for me, plus the last person she resembles is Audrey Hepburn.

“Tell me where to go get what you’re wearing,” she says, now sitting across from me.

“Well, I’m only wearing tights and a turtleneck, and flats. Certainly you must have them in your closet.”

This woman looks as if she has 40 closets. You can tell. Her coat alone could pay my rent for a year.

“I don’t. I never wear black for starters. Too funereal. And my butt is just too big for leotards.”

“Then, maybe Audrey is not the best choice,” I say tactfully, ignoring the funeral remark. “Why not go as Marilyn, or how bout Ava. You could pull off a great Ava Gardner.”

Now I’m into it, her new costume ball fashion consultant.

She thinks about this for a second. “I could get my guy to do my hair like hers. Could bring him a picture.”

“Yeah, and you can go to Sephora maybe and get your make-up done, like a 40’s siren.”

“What else do you know?”

That she always wore tight, tight pants, like all the matadors she slept with.”

“She did?”

“Yeah, she was a very sexy lady. She was married to Sinatra remember.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot that.”

After Adrianne and I decide her 20 ply white cashmere Oscar de La Renta sweater will be perfect with skinny leopard pants and hot pink mules, she thanks me, kisses me, then…

picks up my check.     Unknown.jpeg

Only in New York folks.

🙂  SB

 

About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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107 Responses to Good Copy

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    You’re wrong, Audrey. It isn’t only in New York, it’s only with Susannah! Your aura must emanate approachability like a beacon.
    You can now add costume consultant to your resume. Adrianne certainly came to the right person for advice. I hope you were eating a hefty meal in that café; so lovely of her to pick up your bill.

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    • It’s a funny story though. I mean, I’m a bit out there, but can’t imagine swanning over to a perfect stranger to grill her about her outfit. Also, you see girls everywhere in tights and flats. It’s like a uniform. You hop in it without much thought. Add a blazer and you could really go anywhere. I got an essay out of it and two lattes, and a big laugh. 🙂

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  2. Gail says:

    When I read your stories, I feel like I should smile more when I’m in the city. I tend to keep my head down and avert my eyes, a carryover I think from when I worked there decades ago. It was a different city back then. People were suspicious, wary and always in always in a rush. As an introvert, I think the idea of being somewhat invisible in a crowd appealed to me. But reading your stories makes me want to work on my approachability. Besides, I could use a free latte and new blog material ☺️

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    • There are so many opportunities, that’s for sure. I must send out some kind of signal, because things like this happen too frequently. Or maybe I troll for them unconsciously. Who knows. Thanks for writing. Always a pleasure Gail.

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  3. You are amazing, helping people at ALL levels! Rich and poor benefit from your wisdom. Wow!! What a story!

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  4. aFrankAngle says:

    Fabulous … Besides, you have a why of telling a story that captures me. Thank you!

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  5. Dale says:

    I’m thinking it’s not only a New York thing… it’s a Susannah thing! You must definitely send out invisible signals that attract potential stories to tell… Plus, I am convinced you wear your kindness as comfortably as your Audrey look which only begs people to want to be a part of it.

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  6. Sorryless says:

    The girl doesn’t wear black and she lives in NYC? That’s different.

    I love how you didn’t miss a beat and provided her with the 411 to land her ‘role’ in the evening’s festivities. Picking up the check was the least she could do. 🙂

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  7. Coffee and fashion …what a combo. I’m all about good coffee though with no fashion sense.

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