Her Eyes and Smile (Part 1)
I hate shopping, any kind of shopping...well, except electronics. Ooohh, but when it comes to clothes...I just don't have the patience, but now I have to buy formals, because I have some interviews lined up, and for interviews you HAVE TO wear formals, right! It's so annoying ...why can't I just wear jeans and tee to work. I don't like doing shopping alone so asked my friend to tag along which she did (Thankfully!)
It wasn't a sale day, but there were, as usual, quite a few number of women, some digging up through the heaps of clothes while some were trying out lip colors in another corner. So, Nancy and I walked through the aisles of clothing and all she asked me was, "is this color ok?" or something like, "this (lacy) shirt is so gorgeous!"
I would just reply, "Nooo, too bright...can I just get that black or that gray?" and go back to staring into my phone. I was busy with my phone looking up Guillermo del Toro movies and Pedro Almodovar movie making style, enjoying the Rihanna's song in the background. Time to time, I do look up and only see a deadly look that Nancy would give me. The look, that will almost certainly kill me, because, I show no interest in my own shopping. IDK, it is just not me.
Finally, she picked up some and handed me a few shirts and pants, different sizes and colors that am gonna HAVE to try. This is just when I started to enjoy an eye-to-eye conversation with all the other bored men in the women section. Poor boys, dragged by their girlfriends or wives, they are equally lost and bored in the women's section. I ended the conversation as Nancy dragged me to find a trail rooms and when we found them...guess what, no doors...thankfully there were drapes. But, in my mind I was still screaming 'WTF no doors!!' I was slightly embarrassed but then braved it!
As we walked through the rows of changing rooms, I realized, the only way to figure out if one is empty or occupied is by looking down, because the drapes weren't long enough to cover the whole entrance. I saw some gorgeous ones and some kinky ones...I am talking about heels and stilettos. Finally, I found a vacant one and walked into it, while she waited just outside the drape. I tried on the black shirt, all the while looking around for possible peeping Toms or Tominas!
It was slightly tight, so I called out for Nancy and asked her to check. She parted the drape, just enough so she covers blocking the parted area. "You might need to try the next size, try that red one", as she pointed out to the bright red shirt...just then my eyes met another set of eyes...those gorgeous bright eyes that were brightened by her smile. I couldn't help but smile at her and my mind went blank. But, those eyes just smiled and walked right past...while I was smiling ear to ear like an idiot. What I didn't realize was, Nancy was talking about colors and pants and some blah blah...But, those eyes, that smile, she just smiled and walked right past...and I was smiling ear to ear like an idiot.
I pushed Nancy aside and leaned forward to take a look at her as she walked past. Nancy wasn't sure what happened, while I, in my head, was having millions of conversations with her and made a list of movies we would enjoy watching together and loads of other stuff that we were going to do together. Our eyes met one more time, just before she walked into an empty trail room and that smile again! This time, I was slightly mindful and immediately told Nancy that I would try another shirt and pulled the drapes back on, more importantly to hide my blushing red face.