In the movie Citizen Kane, Mr. Bernstein tells the reporter of the "girl in a white dress":
"A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn't think he'd remember. You take me. One day, back in 1896, I was crossing over to Jersey on the ferry, and as we pulled out, there was another ferry pulling in, and on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A white dress she had on. She was carrying a white parasol. I only saw her for one second. She didn't see me at all, but I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl."
I have a few, but one in particular. I was at a state science fair, and there was a girl there with a white shirt on (it doesn't have to be a white outfit, it can
be anything, this girl just happened to have on white....) a white shirt, black shirt, suntan pantyhose (wowwww.) and black heels....and red hair and HUGE boobs.
...I never took a picture of her...dammit....didn't even think about it at the time, never took many pictures back then.
But really, every now and then I think about her, who she was, where she's at now.
And it is like Bernstein's story, we never spoke, she was on my row opposite me so I could luckily see her, but further down, and she certainly never noticed me.
Any one else have that glimpse of a stunning beauty that you never forgot?
"A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn't think he'd remember. You take me. One day, back in 1896, I was crossing over to Jersey on the ferry, and as we pulled out, there was another ferry pulling in, and on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A white dress she had on. She was carrying a white parasol. I only saw her for one second. She didn't see me at all, but I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl."
I have a few, but one in particular. I was at a state science fair, and there was a girl there with a white shirt on (it doesn't have to be a white outfit, it can
be anything, this girl just happened to have on white....) a white shirt, black shirt, suntan pantyhose (wowwww.) and black heels....and red hair and HUGE boobs.
...I never took a picture of her...dammit....didn't even think about it at the time, never took many pictures back then.
But really, every now and then I think about her, who she was, where she's at now.
And it is like Bernstein's story, we never spoke, she was on my row opposite me so I could luckily see her, but further down, and she certainly never noticed me.
Any one else have that glimpse of a stunning beauty that you never forgot?