On the plane yesterday

Ephemera

Boarding the plane and finding my seat. The man in the aisle seat in front of me gets up to let his seat mate in, and he’s got this cute patterned sweater on and I’m thinking to myself, “What the hell kind of man wears a patterned knit sweater on an airplane in public?” and then he turns around and I see it’s not a man.

The turquoise earring should have been a dead giveaway, though

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