All the Colours of Red You Know

As readers to this blog know, I am fascinated by my fellow commuters, often to the point of distraction. Today, as the sunny skies gave way to dark clouds which then gave way to brilliant sunshine, was no different.

There was difference though.

Usually, when I describe my fellow commuters, it has a lot to do with what they are carrying (ballet slippers, paintings, balloons), what they are doing (two fisted drinking, eating sushi), or what they are reading (books about Chopin). Today, was not like that at all.

Today was a scene out of a movie. It might have been a French New Wave film, or Maybe Sofia Coppola was making a new Lost in Translation, substituting north of Toronto for Tokyo.  Whichever, it probably couldn’t be shot in black and white.

 For the soundtrack I wrestled between Cake’s “Short Skirt and Long Jacket” (which I found on YouTube featuring Emma Peel of the Avengers–but may be too literal for the scene I will describe to you) and  a bluesy French Chanson like “Clash Dans Le Tempo” by Constance Amiot.  Music is not my strong suit.

So, a lovely woman entered the bus, and sat nowhere near me. Her dark hair flowed down the collar of her black thigh length trench coat.  Her dark brown eyes only wavered from the screen of her phone to poke through dark bangs at moments when I was looking away.  I would not remark upon her look at all except that it was in such stark contrast to her iridescent red lipstick.  It was a living advertisement from a magazine.  It was all the colours of red that you know.  It was stunning

Had they filmed this movie in black and white, doubtlessly they would have coloured her lips like they did in Sin City.

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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5 Responses to All the Colours of Red You Know

  1. John says:

    Now that I have a “Smart Card…65 plus” travel pass, I can travel around Ireland for FREE. People watching is great. So is People “Listening”Guy on a bus in Dublin last week was returning to Mountjoy Prison after a weeks parole and telling his story to an unsuspecting man behind me. He will be getting out soon…7 years for manslaughter.
    He fell out with his friend, punched him once and his friend hit his head on the road.
    I admit I didnt turn round.
    I was more interested in the expressions on the faces of the tourists on the bus.
    Apologising as he left the bus….”I am not an alcoholic, I just havent had a drink in seven years”

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