The Girl Of My Lift

Everyone agree that pretty girls are far off between sightings.

And if the moon happens to align themselves in your favour, you are just plain lucky. Such protected species don’t usually walk straight to you, they enter a room and let their presence be felt. Those with a higher level of attunement will be rewarded and those who don’t, sorry. Survival of the fittest. Darwin’s law.

I wouldn’t say my workplace as devoid of such feminine grace least I ‘accidentally’ hit my head on the table *looks behind* but yesterday while I sleepily zombified my way to work in the morning, someone walked in the lift behind me.

The change is dramatic. The lift went from a 8 pack sardine can to a spacious spa class people mover with rooms to spare for the new arrival.

And I knew it wasn’t me and so I looked…

… and looked

… and looked (and kept looking still)

By the time I remembered my purpose in the lift, I’ve missed my floor and I couldn’t remember where I should go. When I arrived back to my floor, I’ve learnt something new, experienced a new divinity and new focus in life. (HAHAHAHA.. not that ‘Kwa Jeong’ la!)

The dramatic effect is due to the way she dress. Let me explain her difference using the following pictures:

 

2 equally hardworking people with equal wanton to get their pictures taken. Seems ok on most part to lighten up an office with their contagious smile.

Now imagine if you meet them in a crowded lift, I doubt they stand out. Differential analysis: If 2 such ladies can be found together, there would be 5 more behind the photographer laughing at both of them.

Like grass in a meadow, a few strands looks wonderful but a bunch of them..

                                                                       .. the focus just got lost.

^ Very attractive ‘grass’

^ ‘Grass’ in a crowded lift. Get my point?

 

Maybe you can argue that a white wall does not bring out the youthful radiance in our ‘grass’, so I’m going to bring in lots of radiance..

^ Enough radiance to give anyone a sunburn if they don’t move.

How about now? Picture is full of bright sunny warmth, and if it’s not enough, there’s coffee + a nice view (talking about the city below OK?)

Somehow the profile still doesn’t fit our mystery lift partner.

I would assume the place being an office block, maybe everyone is dressed down to fit in a corporate look and feel. To give off that full blow-you-away aura, that special someone must be bursting full of confidence, smart and give off lots of springy perfume plus a touch of felinity.

 

^ The picture above is about 90% close. But for the full mesmerising wet-your-hair experience that I got, imagine her, but in a dress like the picture below

 

 

Then imagine she being in the same lift as you are.. then imagine no more.

We still have vacancies on my floor.

 

PS: MiNi-MiNi MyNy More! Guess which picture is a fake!

 

Disclaimer: Thanks to Inmagine for the (^) stock photos. My friends don’t walk around in the evening sun wearing curtain sheets so don’t blame me for not showing the real deal k?