Hey Lady, Nice Skoit
Now that the weather's warmer, most women are opting for dresses. It's just one of myriad things I've noticed that's different between here and L.A., which got me to thinking about raiment again.
And then I spent too long staring at Cyd Charisse's amazing green skirt while she was mouthing and dancing in the boxing gym number from "It's Always Fair Weather."
When it comes to clothes, I like clean lines and subtle details. And better yet if what you're wearing makes your exit even more exciting than your entrance.
The outfit on the lady with the longest legs in show business had all that and great movement too. It got me wanting to sew. But since I've yet to pay a visit to the Make Workshop, Sew Fast Sew Easy or (longshot) the Parsons School of Design, I decided to wander the sales racks instead.
The clerk at the shop sized me up, ushered me into a dressing room and started shoving dress after dress at me. While she waited, she chatted with her coworker, making licentious claims about the music on the PA — her mix from home, apparently. New Yorkers seem to have no compunction about a lot of things.
But me?
A steady, heavy rain fell as I left the store. And here I was without an umbrella. I wouldn't have minded walking home, but I would've put on a very public wet T-shirt contest. Being a respectable gal, I ducked into the nearest subway station, swiped my Metrocard and paid for the privilege of walking underground and staying dryish.
They say this city fuels creativity....