Scarlet Woman

It is always great to be recognised. There is something about being approached when you’re walking casually on the street or even just being seen in a really awesome store which not everyone will casually stroll into; like Hermes or something luxurious of that sort. But I have to admit that when it comes to names and faces, it is so ludicrous of me to remember things like this. I will either remember your name, your face, or what you are wearing and never really all at the same time. These sort of come in intervals as well. Or even perhaps, I will recall your name before I look around in the room thinking “Hmm…I wonder what Marco looks like” or something else of that sort. Embarrassing and quite rude I admit but this is when I have thought that perhaps, it could also happen to me as in when people try to recall who I am, and I have to say that I can’t blame them because I totally understand. So if you ever see a girl head to toe in an iconic red shade, don’t chuck rocks. You’ll know it’s only me…trying to be remembered.