Two in an Afternoon

26 Aug

This afternoon I paid a visit to Jtown and stopped at a tea shoppe housed in the one-time Hokubei Mainichi location on Post Street. I think the enterprise is called Crown ‘N Crumpets; white painted chairs, floral table cloths with  London-related images scattered on top. The young man who took my order said the place had been operating for two and a half years.

While finishing the baguette with apple, brie and ham I ordered, two young women walked over to the counter to place an order to go. Rangy in size and pale Caucasian in complexion, one of the two particularly caught my attention. Her hair was dyed grass green and divided into two clumps of curls near her ears, topped with pink puffs of some sort ; they even could have been her own hair and as blatant a hue as the green dye on what looked like a modest hue of brown hair. With her back to me,
I was free to stare at the uneven line dividing her hair into those rubber banded curls.

The two colors were repeated in the gathered-skirted dress finishing above the knees, displaying stocky legs encased in what must have been waist-high tights . The back of the dress revealed her back parallel to the arm pits, plump enough so the outline of the spinal column and the upper rib cage wasn’t apparent. I vaguely remember something verging on fingerless gloves on her hands.

While I speculated to myself what motivated this young woman to adapt a girlie girl outfit, she began to fish in her purse. From it she withdrew what must have been a tube of lotion which she began to spread, first on the right am, and then on the left arm. Before finishing, her working arm reached around to spread the same liquid on the reachable part of her upper back while her head was bent to accommodate the cell phone she was using.

I was grateful that the synthetic straw hat I was wearing possessed a brim deep enough so the intensity of my stare was obscured.

From JTown I walked over catching the southbound 22 Fillmore to Market Street. Crossing Market, I stopped in to pay for and collect recently found undeveloped film. taken to Photoworks for developing. After paying the bill, I settled myself along the wall to look at the long lost images.

As I did so, another young woman, taller than the previous pair, caught my eye as she conversed with one of the staff. The little girl persona was replicated, this time in orange, hair and fluffy skirt. There may even have been a tattoo. Two in one afternoon!

Both young women struck me as physical types seen in a movie about Central or Eastern European peasant life. I wondered whether their bodies and formative life had provided the raison d’etre for such sartorial choices. Whatever, there they were, two adult little girly-girls in one afternoon.


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