Thursday, October 18, 2012

"L" is for Love?


His brand new light pistachio green $800 Hugo Boss suit gleamed off the cars on the street. It was enough to catch the eye of anyone with a remote sense of fashion. His cool suave hair was gelled back but just messy enough to have the "superman" piece fall onto his forehead as he tried to beat the light at the crosswalk. He maneuvered between the cars just trying to get to the cafe. He dipped left, and swerved right to avoid his suit getting dirty. From afar, it looked like a dance. He delved into his movements and even got a bit cocky when suddenly, his beautiful pant leg got caught on the license plate of a car. He tried to wiggle his leg loose but lost the battle and ripped the pant in the shape of the letter "L." Embarrassed and frustrated, the young man covered his leg proceeding to walk to the cafe with a forced limp. His leg wasn't hurt, but his pride was certainly a bit damaged. Especially because beyond the doors of the cafe, his group of friends were giggling uncontrollably at his mishap. Amongst that group of supportive people, was his future wife to be.
---And he had, chosen a chance at love.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Small Things #4

Cuddling on a cold morning.

Mmm....Toasty!

Monday, October 8, 2012

Lip Smacker


Completely distracted by the passengers racing around, and lost in her music, she was pushed into the center of the subway car. Within a split second, the train abruptly stopped and she lost balance and grabbed for the pole. She felt something so gentle and soft and a bit sticky hit her fingers and thought nothing of it. Until she turned to observe her hand post-contact and saw a dark chocolate tower of a dapper man, touching his lips with eyes wide open (and no he wasn't caressing his lips in a seductive way) but rather at the fact that she just smacked him in the face. His eyes said "What the hell?" but the slight smirk beneath his fingertips said otherwise. "I'm so sorry!" she said a little too loud as she scrunched the corner of her mouth and reached for his shoulder. She pushed her headphones off her ears and realized that her apology was not as subtle as anticipated and was enough to catch the attention of other passengers. The entire front half of the train was staring at her in confusion, some chuckling, others cursing under their breath. The gentleman nodded out of embarrassment and turned to face elsewhere. Her face flushed a rose pink. Either she was thinking "When is my stop?" or "At least he'll remember me."
---
Had they chosen, that was a chance at love.



Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Small Things #3

Tina Fey, in my opinion, is one of the funniest female comedians out there. She has no qualms about making herself look ugly for the sake of a laugh - which is a rarity in itself. Heaven forbid we compromise perfection. Speaking of which, she said something completely hilarious yet completely true! Take a look...




"Every girl is expected to have Caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall ass, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, the arms of Michelle Obama and doll tits. The person closest to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. Everyone else is struggling"
 - Tina Fey