(I apologize for the image quality, I was trying to take the photo without the two women noticing me and on the subway.)
I was on the subway today coming back from an ABSOLUTE indulgent, obese time spent with my friend and her family's thanksgiving dinner. I was trying to use up my time by reading a book but I saw this explosion of rich colors come in. This woman, most likely of hispanic descent was looking very ethnic and traditional with the attire that was on her. She was wearing a rich royal blue, heavy, long, possibly wool or yarn scarf, a dull purple sweater jacket, pine green fedora with a bold forest green pleated skirt with white socks and black mary janes. She looked absolutely beautiful. I could not stop looking at her, I had to stop a little because the woman and her friend were getting suspicious of me.
Why can't I see that much color in new york city? Gosh.. as "fashionable" and "stylish" nyc is known to be, sometimes it can be a drag, and not in a good way. This woman's outfit inspires me, puts me back into power mode that I do not have to dress to conform to everyone else's lame-ass, boring standard of dress. I just don't see that much color anymore and done so right.
errr...ROAARRRR...RAHHHHH.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Frustrationnnn.....
I just had to put this picture up to show and say yes, there is some vitality in the desert of new york city. :)
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