quoth theodora

I had a hilariously daft ab fab moment this morning at a friend's house: we were talking about some stuff in a storage room and much to my delight found a bottle of unlabeled essential oil. Upon taking an excited deep inhale of my new mystery oil I discovered it was not hippie perfume, but rather a bottle of poppers.

offered up to ( read, then insert entity )

To the guy in the black car, 3:45pm, Nederland. - w4m - 35 (Nederland, TX)
Date: 2011-12-06, 4:30PM CST
Reply to:

We were both in black cars, stopped at a stoplight at Nederland Ave and 27th Street. I glanced over and you looked back. You drove beside me, smiling and making eye contact for a couple blocks, then waved as I turned off. I have no idea who you were and don't even need to see you again.

Just wanted to tell you, mystery man, that you gave me a smile. Being a single mom, in the middle of a divorce and feeling awfully rejected - it's very nice to have someone make you feel like a pretty girl again.

Thanks...

Location: Nederland, TX

PostingID: 2739617953

---

Later, another one caught my eye. They can get a bit more... literary? verbose? charmed? in the city.

---

No New Tale To Tell (Faubourg Marigny)
Date: 2011-12-08, 4:17PM CST
Reply to:

Its all the same thing.

But.

You look smashing in that black dress. And hose, or maybe tights, given it is getting cold. Sarah (alphonse's la plume, 1896) looks to have healed. And it is hard, it seems, to keep your hair down, even if the faun's horns up front do not mind.

My world is your world. People like to hear their names. I am no exception. Please call my name.

Location: Faubourg Marigny

PostingID: 2743222610