|Boots, dress and blazer: All Anthro. Tights: American Apparel, leaf: Mother Nature.|
|How lovely is this leaf I found? I took it home to scrapbook it, dork that I am.|
Funny story here - I was walking down the road in my lovely moto boots, making their lovely click-clack sound, and a guy started walking alongside me.
"Your boots are so loud," the guy said, grinning at me.
He kept chatting to me while we were both walking in the same direction, and inevitably asked me where I was from. Now in my book, that's like the most obvious chat-up line ever. So I turned to the guy and went,
"Excuse me, but is that a come-on?"
The guy looked shocked, to put it mildly. Oh no, of course not, he would never... etc.
"Well, I just thought I should say, if it was, that I'm very happily married."
Oh no, I mustn't think that, and anyway, he suddenly remembered he was going somewhere in the opposite direction... etc.
And just because I can be an evil little creature when I want to, I told him that I didn't mind chatting at all since that hadn't, in fact, been a come-on. I told him I was from Norway, and where was he from? The Caribbean? Oh wow, he must be so cold here then, he must miss the lovely warm Caribbean terribly... etc.
I kept him there for a good five minutes, squirming like a guilty schoolboy, before I finally said goodbye and sauntered away. And that guy? Well, he practically ran to get away from me.