So, funny story, but no pics. Stacy and I were walking down the street, I think it was Decatur St, when we cross an intersecting road and David meets on the corner outside of his salon. He shoves a couple of packets of cream/makeup, I don’t really know what into her hands all the while exclaiming how beautiful her eyes are. Then he goes on to say how he has a product that can absolutely cure the eye wrinkles, color, etc. around her eyes and she just HAS to let him apply some to her face. So he does one eye using a qtip and then turns to me. HA! I very politely decline and tell him that I am good. He talks Stacy into going inside for more “treatment” as this is not just any ordinary cream, it has medicinal properties! He again tries to get me to participate, and again I politely decline. Stacy allows him to complete his spiel and then politely declines to go any further. On his third try for me I ask him if I look like the kind of guy who uses makeup? He apologized sincerely and actually thanked me for not punching him! He didn’t appear to be bruised about the face as if others had already done that, but then again, maybe his makeup was hiding it! Anyhow, kind of reminded me of the salesperson at Columbia where Stacy bought a winter coat if she could help me. I told her that after looking around their store I am more of a Carhartt than Columbia kind of guy.
David in New Orleans
So, funny story, but no pics. Stacy and I were walking down the street, I think it was Decatur St, when we cross an intersecting road and David meets on…