bookshop window
I saw a young woman putting on make-up in front of our outside books, facing the shop window today. I was cataloguing books on the computer, briefly looked away from the screen and there she was powdering her face. Perhaps she needs a slight window reflection to be able to look at herself, but then she's also holding a compact mirror. This lady took her time; after the job was done she left in satisfaction. I'd consider it embarrassingly girly to put on make-up in public; I've seen women plucking their eyebrows, applying mascara and painting nails on the train/bus, and I'd hope they conduct such activities behind the door. A friend described her experience of seeing a bloke cutting his nails on the plane--now that's just disgusting. Well, it is not as horrible as the knave who peed at our front door DURING DAYTIME. I've smelt overnight urine before at the bookshop doorstep, but nothing as original as witnessing it. When you've got to go, you've got to go.