Yesterday I was riding the Tube home and it was pretty packed. Since I got on a much, much earlier station,I had bagged myself a nice seat with my Fossil backpack and shopping clamoring on my lap.
Anyway, it was then Liverpool Street Station and the crowd lightened significantly. The guy beside me got up, the paper behind him tumbled onto the seat and the woman from the couple had positioned herself to sit down. I caught myself removing the paper so she could sit.
I didn't think much more.
But, I felt like I was being watched or looked at... I lifted my head slightly but not enough to make any face/eye contact. I felt the couple was looking at me; the man in front of the sitting lady. I then noticed he bowed down to listen to her and I heard "Gorgeous". Sneekily, I looked at the window across to see a reflection of her catching glances at me and smiling.
Ok, wow. Flattering but really? Like, my eyeliner and mascara had melted to settle on my lower lid. Like, I have all this blemishes from pimples. Like, my skin was dry from dehydration and work. Hmmm. Fanks anyway!
I got up and walked out at my stop.
Maybe I heard wrong but if it were true, hey, hey, made my day.
I leave you with what I wore today:
|Gap woolen coat with drop shoulders bought at some cheap-ish price when I was a stingy student|
H&M cotton cardigan bought at an agonizing £15 as a student a size too big
Fossil bag bought at a bargain from an outlet near Las Vegas (as a student!)
|Miss Albright Mary Jane platforms from Anthropologie @Regent's Street|
Merino wool tights from ASOS that kept my otherwise bare legs warm!
|Underneath the coat|
Zara Basic dress I got on sale yesterday
Miller & Jeeves Beautifully British yellow skinny belt from Anthropologies @King's Road
|The dress in the dressing room. The sleeves are actually long and see-thru|
(I swore I inverted this pic to be the right way around!)