while driving to amherst, mass, from austin, tex jules decided to make a short pit stop in brooklyn, ny with her awesome dog mingus and we went for a walk. had some lunch. walked some more. passed street vendors mostly selling junk and used stuff, some cute, some useless. on north 6th a woman had her clothing line out on a rack. mannequin. soft soft soft jersey cotton. super cute dress on the dummy. although i knew it would be way out of my range i had to stop and look at her stuff. when i asked her how much the dress was she told me a reasonable price for a dress made of the softest stuff ever. but i didn't have any money on me. she said she'd be back next saturday, i said "so will i."
when we walked away jules said to me "do you have off next saturday?" fuck. no. i would definitely be flying.
on the way back home we stop by her little set up again and i ask if there's a description i can tell michael so that he will know which one it is so i can send him with money. the following exchange happened:
"i take credit cards"
"i have nothing. we were just going for a walk."
"try it on. there's a mirror. put it on over your clothes."
"...ok..."
"it looks great on you. with your hair. your eyes. you should have it. as a gift. i mean it."
"...ohmygod...well...if i can't make it next saturday i'll send someone with some money."
"you can do whatever you want. but i want you to know that that dress is a gift from me. and i don't want anything in exchange."
"thank you."
seriously, y'all. the dress is hot. the woman's stuff can be found here.
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