I was waiting at Amsterdam’s Schiphol airport when I first spotted her…. It wasn’t her face that caught by eye. My eyes were drawn in instantly by the glare coming from her skirt and socks. Ouch! Why did I not have my sunglasses on?
We queued to board the flight to Barcelona and ‘skirty girl’ queued too. I decided that proof would be required and so took this naughty little snapshot to remember he by. Home-made you think? Her outfit kinda clashed with her case too. That’s such a no-no….