The Body Talks
Monday morning, December 8th, I joined two of my golden ladies friends for brunch at Taipeier Cafe’. Virginia and I arrived at the coffeehouse at 11 o’clock. We were the only two customers. After Virginia ordered her Farmer’s Brunch (cheese & salad), she walked around the coffeehouse with a big Canon on her neck. I remained at the table on the patio waiting for my Happy Brunch (scrambled eggs & sausage) with patience. I felt relaxed sitting in the sun, drinking coffee, while putting on my makeup.
When the manager brought Virginia’s order, he asked me if Virginia was a photographer. Then he asked me if I was a journalist or a free lancer. I thought for a second, and replied that I was a free lancer. Even I had a big makeup box in front of me, I didn’t look like a model. What a disappointment! When Virginia came back, I told her the small episode and she looked at me with a sympathetic smile. No matter how much I’ve posed in front of Virginia’s big Canon, I have not been successful so far leaving people with an impression that I was a supermodel on the runway.
Lydia came join us at 12 noon. We were the only three customers till we left Taipeier Cafe’, the prestigious coffeehouse in downtown Taipei, at one o’clock. Where is everybody in Taipei? It is indeed a pity to see the empty garden coffeehouse with nobody around the big white Christmas tree. How nice it would be to see a full house of customers eating, drinking, chatting, and laughing in the sun, during Christmas time.
Tuesday at noon, I felt encouraged when I shopped at a boutique in my neighborhood. I was the only customer. After trying on several bling bling tops, the sales girl approached me with a smile and asked me if I was a dancer. She complimented my figure and brought me all the fine items at a good discount. I was so happy to be served and to be recognized that I bought them all. Why not? I am a dancer, I could use all those beautiful outfits in the future. On top of that, I’m boosting the economy in Taiwan. I’m doing somethign for my country. It never feels better to spend than now!
Our body talks. People can tell what we do by the way our body moves. In three days, I shall be performing a Japanese dance at the Youth Arts Center. I wonder if people can tell from the way I walk on the street imagining myself dancing in Kimono on stage?
