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duminică, 25 martie 2012

the weird lady on the buss


its sunday morning and i ride the buss. yes, the buss.. from some reasons that i dont want to speack abouth i cant drive right now, and to gett at my mother place to pay a small sunday morning call i needet to take the fucking buss.
even in a lovely city like Heidelberg the buss is a smelly and messy thing and if you need to take a 50 min ride you have time to notice the persons that are your ride partners.
you think that sunday morning the buss is empty, wrong!
old ladies with fake pearls and the best sunday clothing are comming from church and pay calls to there living friends or the death ones at the cemethery.
but, i dont want to make a buss cronicle, i just had the luck to site across a lady, that remindet me of Anna Piaggi.only that Miss Piaggi is a fashion icon and my neyghbour was only the weird lady with a big mustache that rides the buss. the woman that has here own space , no matter where she sittes because she smells funny its a mix of weird nasty perfume, alcohol , and something that i dont wanna name.
this one would be cool if she would be a vogue edithor or someone important in the fashion industry. but she only had abouth 3 or 4 fashion and silver rings on each finger, on each! here wrisths where covered unthyl underneath the elbows with cuffs and beaded braceletes in allcolors. and her neck and decoltee wass a weird tangled storie of manny chaines, necklaces silver ones, beadet, fabric necklaces...i think there where pulling her big fat head down. the white long mustache was real, i am sure abouth this. the make-up looked like something putt on 2 or 3 days ago . something that was more like something smeared that sould transform her face in a mask of pain that in something beautiful to look at.
sadly, i forgett my cell phone and could not make a pic, i will make sure to have it with me next time wenn i go ridyng the 33 line in heidelberg.
i dont think that she was crazy, maybe she loved each accessoire and could not beare to leave one.. maybe one day i will be the crazy old ladyon the buss.

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