posted Monday, November 1, 2010 at 6:20am
YOU: Blonde afro wig, sparkling eyes with a beautiful laugh. You and your two friends were in the booth closest to the washrooms. ME: Petite brunette pilot, slightly sarcastic, almost charming, don't forget a wonderful smile. My friend and I were walking past your booth on our way to the bar when one of your booth babes asked to be arrested. I turned around just to spot you leaning forward to share your thoughts on an observation you had made. You looked surprised when I decided to come over to correct you, just wanted to get things "straight". If you will. We prattled on briefly about your plans at 560, my friend and I were off shortly after correcting you for mistaking my pilot costume for a cop—I gave you a quick wink before leaving. Your friends were very kind and funny, it was only a very short passing and yet there is something about your smile and the way that you laugh that had me absolutely captivated that night. When you smile your eyes shine so brightly one could actually feel the warmth, kindness and compassion that they hold. How those same sultry eyes can change from one feeling to the next. Your laughter is beautiful simply because it's honest. Nothing is more honest nor real than a warm laugh. It's playful, charming, inviting.. and becomes more provocative and enticing. It's no too savory and not too sweet, I also hear a hint of modesty in your voice. How perfect. I would like to see you again... perhaps out of costume this time? P.B.P.
WhenSaturday, October 30, 2010
Cactus Club Yaletown