I was having a conversation with a gal named Connie, about men, but then the conversation went into a slightly different direction. I happened to mention one of my women friends that I knew in the past. She was one of two friends who were fascinatingly physically drop dead gorgeous, and whose presence would quickly turn any other woman “invisible” to any other guy.
Michelle could have easily have been a model but that would not have been the lifestyle for her. Now whenever we’d get together, I’d take great care to be groomed nicely and put my make up on as perfectly as I could, so I could be as cute as possible. There is nothing more sobering about your attempts to look outwardly attractive as having friends who just don’t have to try.
Once, Michelle needed to go to a corporate business function with her boyfriend. Spending a lot of money on an item of clothing that she would never wear again was not her style, so she shopped in a resale shop. However, Michelle was tall, and had a drop dead gorgeous face and just looked good in clothes. A potato sack would have looked good on her. Her vintage shop dress was a huge hit, with the wives of executives swooning over how lovely she looked and where did she get her dress.
Nothing gives a girl perspective like what happened to our trip to Svea in Andersonville.
We decided to go for Swedish pancakes one day. She called and told me she overslept, would it be too terrible if she just brushed her teeth and then jumped into her car to pick me up? Since we were just planning brunch and some window shopping, that was fine for me. When she showed up, she hadn’t even combed her hair. And of course, she had no make up on. We had our breakfast, and were about 3 blocks from the restaurant when a young man started yelling, “Miss, Miss!” and he was running towards us.” He handed her a business card and said, “My boss wanted you to have this and would like you to call him to go out with him.”
I asked her, “Are you going to call him?” She said, “Nah, this kind of thing happens all the time.” Well, not to me! Connie laughed and said, “At least he could have given you a card, too, just to not hurt your feelings!” Right on! Well, I since I was married at the time, I was wearing my wedding ring so I’m sure that was the reason I didn’t get a card. Riiiiight!
