My favourite thing about going to the record store: I never know what treasure I’ll hunt down next.
Today’s no different. Though it’s not rare vinyl that’s tickling my fancy this time. Her immaculate taste in music catches my eye first. I’ve been following her around, pretending to be browsing a few letters down the aisle. She’s wearing a black dress with full circle skirt made of shiny fabric. She looks like a piece of exquisite album art.
I wonder if, when she spins round, her skirt will fan out and make her look like a record on the turntable.
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Fascinating image you paint of the woman in the black dress – and you / your narrator following her around. The last line is very clever.
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Thank you, Millie! Glad you liked the last line – I have to admit I was rather proud of it 🙂
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It was very clever, so you should be proud of yourself! 🙂
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What a great image of the woman.
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Thanks, Donna 🙂
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Lovely ending! I really enjoy the way you connect the obsessions, especially with that final image 🙂
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Oh, I’m glad it came across. Thank you, Jessica!
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Welcome 🙂
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great image of her her skirt 😉 Now I understand the poignant haiku from today 🙂
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Thank you, Melinda. I think this one is still one of my all-time favourites thanks to that image 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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