So, it was raining and I was in a gloomy mood.
Sitting there, in the bus station, listening to music that should have cheered me up, I saw her. Now, there wasn’t any zoo, army station or jungle around, not even a small camping site. There was no reason this woman would choose an olive, ruffled, long skirt made from tent material instead of a tailored skirt for an office blazer, such as the above.
As I was documenting the mess I came up with only two reasons for such an outfit – either she was one of the extremely few women on this Earth who REALLY, TRULY don’t care about dressing well, or this was laundry day. All-my-dirty-clothes-in kind of laundry day.