Adrienne in the afternoon on President Street in Carroll Gardens. I saw her the day before in Rite Aid wearing the exact same thing, standing near a tower of green Heineken boxes and a bin of lime soda and snapped a photo. Running into her the next day nearby seemed fated, so i stopped and told her how much i admired her outfit and the obvious effort it took to put it together: the green clip in her hair, the green belt, the socks, the American flag pin on her dress and tiny flower pin on her shoe. She seemed stunned, as if nobody had ever commented on her style before. We talked for about 15 minutes. After she agreed to let me draw her I asked how i could show her the photo - email? She said no, no room in the apartment for a computer. But she was sure we’d see each other again. I hope that’s true.
