Fast-forward a couple hours.
I'm walking to the drug store to pick up a few things, and while crossing the street, I hear a whistle. The standard, very LOUD catcall whistle. I smirk and keep walking. Undeterred, the guy leans out his window and shouts, "you're BEAUTIFUL!" Oh boy.
Then I'm at the drugstore checkout, and the cashier--a nice enough-looking guy--hits on me. He mumbles a little, but it's something about my outfit, I think, and the fact that I dance to the music while shopping. Well, it was "You & Me" by the Dave Matthews Band. Who doesn't dance to that? :) And I was happy about the Garnier Fructis sale. I thank him, smile, take my receipt, and leave.
There's a little bounce in my step as I walk the four blocks to home. Sure, I could roll my eyes at it all. But for today, I'm okay with a little attention.
I guess today's a "skinny" day after all! :)