This past week has bestowed upon all of us here in NYC, a slew of fucking amazing weather. Yesterday it was 86 degrees out. I woke early, as I'm oft to do now that I work from 9 to 5, stepped outside, turned immediatley around and back into the apartment, disrobed my leather coat AND my bag that I carry with me always, in favor of a more carefree feeling.
It totally worked.
Walking around on a nice day with nothing on you but your keys and your cell phone in your pocket is liberating....especially for me, who always is carrying some sort of bag in stow. In the middle of the day, it was so hot in the office, that I just simply HAD to go get a large chocolate milkshake around the corner. It lasted all of 5 minutes.
Now that I have insisted on coming in at 9 and leaving at 5 (to avoid the evening F train rush) I was on the train when the sun was just setting. I stood with my forehead against the window, looking out over the East river while crossing it on the J train and feeling pretty good. I like to stand at the door, which causes no clutter at this hour, so that when the door opens, I get hit in the face with the warm air rushing in from the outside.
Against the door, one door down from me was a young woman. The sun was getting lower in the sky, turning more golden as the minutes passed, and the light was falling upon her face in a very pleasing manner. But even more pleasing was the shadow outlining my favorite body part of the female. The clavicle. YES, the clavicle. There is nothing more sexy to me than those two thin bones stretching from the sternum to the shoulders. That little dip it makes just below the throat. I glanced around the subway to see if anyone else's clavicle was as favorable or close. But she had the best clavicle of them all. It was almost as sexy as this one HERE.
So who's with me on this clavicle thing, anyone? I'm also quite fond of ankles.