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Wednesday, August 06, 2003
A thought from 2002 on flying (Part 2)
The description: A woman, Midwestern, Caucasian, yuppie, tanned, with a voluptuous, but "Gold's Gym" tight body.
The view: Standing over on the other side of the isle, there is a woman. She sports the casual shorts and golf shirt she apparently purchased at Sears or JCPennys. She has several toe rings on each toe (toes numbered 2, 3, & 4) of both feet, and the heavy and identical ankle bracelets, which have a large number of dangly brass beads or chain work. They jingle as she walks about on the unforgiving airport carpet if you can actually call it a carpet. If you can imagine the bracelets and anklets worn by Thai women in their heavy brass and gold accoutrements. That is what I am seeing here.
First impressions: She automatically gives you the impression that she has a fairly detailed area of henna tattoos on her belly & around her navel,........... and after thinking about it for a moment, she probably has them across her lower back in a traditional Kama Sutra inspired pattern. The first thing I thought of is that she is a very self-confidant woman. This impression is not of someone who is a businessperson and is sure of their work ethics, but the type that does a very exotic dance for her husband in the nude. Even her body motions and movements highly suggest that she dances around the house naked with all her spangles and jewels shimmering for her to be noticed and worshiped by her suitor.
Her "look": She has a short blonde quaff, (described as a French scissors cut I think) and several larger loop earrings in each ear. She has the outward appearance of modesty, but the attitude that she rules the home and all she comes in contact with (whether they like it or not) poke fun at her serious external appearance. Her (apparent) husband follows around like a well-trained dog with his constant attention to the kids and their belongings, where she sits back and assures discipline within the family pod. As we were boarding, she is the one who took charge and rustled her husband and two kids down the gateway like a pit bull.
The Husband: You can also see that he was probably a very hansom young man. The thought that she must keep her husband rather a bit overweight as a control measure quickly comes to mind. You perceive that she can assure his complete attention will be directed at her, since no other high maintenance woman would want him anymore. She is extremely fit and trim and the kids look like they consume nothing but things that are good for them (and even the snacks she brought for the kids on the flight were what I would call expensive packaged items for the standard yuppie larva children they were). Where her husband appears to be constantly fed, as if he is being deliberately fattened up like a "Christmas goose". I watched them for about 20 minutes while they did the little rituals of the family. Man, What I would give to know what they were really like and not what they outwardly appear to be.
What a strange combination is flying on this flight?!?
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