coffee no. 68

While walking downtown I pass elegant woman in her forties. She is going slowly, with a great self-consciousness. Her appearance is refined and flawless. And utterly serious. Excellent make up and hairdo, heels, luxurious jewellery. But there is something that after all draws attention. The one button of her white shirt has unbuttoned, exactly on her breast. Inadvertently she is showing her bra, losing that way all the seriousness and majesty.
We never are what we think we are...