"I have been watching you for a few minutes now. I think... you are incredibly beautiful!"
How did she react?
It seemed like she was a little overwhelmed and did not know how to react at first. I might have made her feel insecure. First she looked down for a second, hesitating, then finally she looked up again and said: "Oh..well... Thank you!"
How did I feel?/What is the story?
Pascale was graceful. Calm movements, upright posture. She looked out of this world as she entered the Ringbahn and sat down facing me. For a few seconds I could not take my eyes off her. She was- Cleopatra! Tanned skin, long, black hair, dark, deep eyes. She had high cheekbones and a very slim face by nature which made her look unique. And that vibe...- It was her physical beauty that fascinated me, yes, but more so her stunning charisma. She radiated with elegance and female sensuality. Meanwhile her eyes spoke of clarity. She did not do much except for, well, sitting, and slowly moving her hand from one leg to the other. For me that was enough. She was a marvel, I could have looked at her for hours and taken in her beauty.
Instead I talked to her, shortly before I had to get off.
The compliment did not go down one hundred percent easy but eventually we both sat across from each other, smiling, and I think she received it. Turned out she is from Paris and- teaches Pilates! We chatted for a few minutes and I can actually see myself going to her Pilates class in Berlin one day- with that presence of hers she has to be an amazing teacher.
I am thankful I got to experience that beauty!
Pascale did not feel comfortable with a picture so I gave my best at drawing her.