I wonder if I would talk to her if I ran into her on the streets of NYC. I don't know how I could stop myself. "You look gorgeous," I would say. And then I would want to fawn over her, but that never works, so I'd move along, turning back once in awhile for a second glance.
We're off to Las Vegas for a few days with Peggy and Jerry, where I will more than likely see some original dressing of another variety. Got to look for my camera.