“The eyes are one of the
most powerful tools a woman can have. With one look, she can relay the most
intimate message. After the connection is made, words cease to exist. ”
“When you
look into her eyes, you can see into her soul”, so I was told, indirectly, by
Drew Barrymore when praising the merits of her good friend Cameron Diaz. Oh dear, Hollywood! However, while on a recent visit to my local knit group (we meet
weekly, in a local pub!), I had an impromptu intervention with a guy who
decided to join in with the knitting flock. Using his connection with one of
the girls and his solar plexus, he seated himself, neatly, at our table. My
well-meaning friend whispered in my ear, “He’s booky. He’s intelligent!’
Two hours later, with the help of a creamy Guinness, I agreed to stay for one drink. Unplanned dating can be fun. However, as the drink flowed, so did the talk. A cup of tea may help loosen your tongue but nothing gets the ‘cupla focal’ out as good a couple of pints of the black stuff
Two hours later, with the help of a creamy Guinness, I agreed to stay for one drink. Unplanned dating can be fun. However, as the drink flowed, so did the talk. A cup of tea may help loosen your tongue but nothing gets the ‘cupla focal’ out as good a couple of pints of the black stuff
“Your
eyes….your eyes…they are so...so....nice.”
Thanks.
“But they
change. You look happy, then sad, then angry…you can’t hide your feelings with
those eyes”, he jeered.
My eyes
aren’t so much windows to my soul but more patio doors letting all and sundry
open them and walk inside. I feel like an open book. I’m not. I’m an Aquarian!
It turned
out he wasn’t booky but comic-booky although he did admit to owning an unread
copy of 50 Shades….eeekk!
The thoughts
in my head are telling me its time to leave.
“There…you
look happy again!”
Yes.
I recede
into my mind, obsessing about procedures on dealing with my handicap. I could
wear sunglasses, all the time, like Anna Wintour. Or a very long, thick fringe.
Mmmm …. what about some light netting, worn over my face. I’m sure that was on
last years Autumn/Winter Sibling collection. On returning home, I felt a bit giddy. Feeling like a student again, in true post pub style, I browsed the net and found these. Ta Dah!
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| They will at least create a distraction! |
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