You were sketching designs. I was scanning the festival guide. We were looking out those big windows. It’s a great place to people watch. The pedestrians passing by noticed your classic beauty. Giving you a second or third glance the occasional jaw did drop. Oh so stunning, oh so alluring. I’m sure many give praise and tell you are beautiful. Beyond the surface colour of your painted lips, can they see a deeper you? Sitting next to you, I was feeling a tad shy and not wanting to bother. Genuine connections can interrupt our lives in delightful ways. I’m new to the city; I should have said hello. I want to learn about your world. Clothing has a language all of it’s own. There is a transformative quality of dressing up. When did you discover your passion for fashion? From where do you draw your influences? If nothing else, I do hope you stumble upon this and realize how your feminine radiance shines. I felt you; I saw you.