How YOU Doin?

Every girl's gotten it, the "How YOU doin?" on the street. The other day I walked to work from the train (Broadway to Madison) and received no less than 7 such comments. "Hey beautiful," "Can I get your number?" etc. I didn't think I was so comment-worthy that day. I was wearing my tight jeans, sure, and hot pink pointy shoes. My shirt was just a black tank top with a flower print. Nothing revealing, nothing trashy or even overtly classy. Just an outfit. Maybe I was walking differently because I had on my fun pink shoes, who knows. But it was a strange way to start a day. By the time I got to the office I probably had a scowl on my face from being harrassed... not that my scowl stopped the commenting.

It's interesting, when I lived in Boston I would judge my appearance for the day on the number of people who honked at me as I walked over the Harvard Bride in the morning. Now I just get annoyed or ignore it. In my neighborhood I get talked to a lot as I walk, but I do stand out as a white girl in Harlem.

The kicker to my story the day I wore my pink shoes happened after work. I walked pass two mormon guys, who both made some "How you doin" comment. But I couldn't scowl at them, could I? They are on a religious mission, they couldn't be trying to pick me up, could they? Must have just wanted to have a hottie convertee. :) hehe