I wonder if those who I have ever read: to see someone else wearing a suit precisely the same as your own. Of course not simply a garment like that, but he, with the special features, instantly recognizable.
For example, it happened to me a few years ago at a wedding, to see two ladies with the exact same, accurate, splashed dress. A particularly elaborate dress and flowers for which it was impossible not to notice them even though the two have carefully avoided throughout the reception. It must be admitted that such a situation must be quite annoying.
In short, this morning I was sitting leggicchiando waiting for my turn for an appointment. At one point comes a lady of a certain age, with no little commotion, starts fiddling to get sitting in the chair opposite. With the corner of my eye glanced: the scarf falls, pick up the scarf, the glasses fall, slide a sheet in his hand ... In short trade for a quarter of an hour until finally finds peace and not square.
The highlight was when he lifted his coat and I barely I was detained by the exclamation with a loud voice "What have you done to my shirt, you wretch!"
Mrs. In fact, the restless wore my blouse, that a little 'stretch in longitudinal stripes hazel, brown and beigiolino, which I believe (I think I say) I brought into conformity with a little', acquired the boutique chez la rue Oviesse ..... pardon EUR.
The fact is however that the lady was hopelessly and sadly faded.
Had I had the idea to put it well this morning I (never, it was bitterly cold when I went out at seven: a marked degree and I are like a intabarrata pecorara) would have been perfect for the old advertising Bio Presto.
I made a great impression with my colors more vivid, brilliant, absolutely.
(Eh, well, everyone has their own satisfaction)
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