Wednesday, August 01, 2007

After the Gym

She walked out of Lucille Roberts behind me. Her hair was frosted, her skin was sun kissed and tawny. She could have been the Coppertone girl. She wore a simple white dress with blue and brown dots. It was sleeveless and had a full skirt, very relaxed and elegant. She was the picture of healthy, vital youth. And then she lit a cigarette.

Why? Why would she be smoking right after working out? Is it all just about beauty for her, and nothing to do with health? That must be it.

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