Zoe and Me, August 2002 by bakpakchik
Zoe was dressed in a sweeping pink cotton skirt with frills around the bottom and a chiffon halter neck top in a lovely print in shades of purple. When we had lunch in the park, to avoid getting her dress soiled by the grass, she pulled out and sat on a purple cardigan with purple fur trim. I like that about Zoe. She has a bizarre sense of dressing. She does not believe in casual dress. After our little rainbow episode, we sat in yet another park on yet some more grass and talked about everything and nothing. We talked about the rainbow and we talked about enid blyton. Then we walked back down to the British Film Institute because Zoe 'needed some alcohol'. On the way, the air was full of festivity. There were tourists milling around and then there were street performers to humor them. There were
'human-statues' painted all in gold so that you thought they were statues but then realized they're not, and walked up to them and tried to make them laugh, only they wouldn't laugh when you tried, but would when you least expected it and made you jump out of your skin.
