Misunderstood
This weekend, I held down the fort at Holly's table at the Renegade Craft Fair. Oh, and guys? If any of you love funky pierced and tattooed girls and didn't make it out to Williamsburg, you missed out on scoping some seriously hot chicks.
There were many highlights, but this one's my favorite. We shared a booth with the very lovely Sue from Giant Dwarf. Sue sells many very cute things, among them vegetable-dyed vintage slips. I got one, in red. Anyway, a hot little Spanish woman came over to inspect them at some point. And that's where the fun began.
This woman spoke very little English. She dismissed the first slip because it was too big. The second slip had not dyed evenly in one place, so that too was dismissed. The third slip, the sheer lacy green one, was just right. She slipped it on over her clothes and declared it a winner. She handed over her $20, and we were all very happy that Sue had made her sale.
Then, the woman moved to the back right corner of our tent and began removing her shirt underneath the slip. There was some nipple slippage. Once the shirt was off, she got to work on the pants. Holly and I looked at each other like, "Is she just going to walk around in a see-through slip?" Turns out, she was. Sue decided to intervene.
"I can see your underwear," she said.
"I no understand."
"I CAN SEE YOUR UNDERWEAR," she repeated, motioning to the area where one wears underwear.
Then, the Spanish woman noticed a dye spot near the area where one wears underwear.
"Oh," she said, pointing to it. "You can get out?"
After making a few more attempts to tell this woman that she was about to walk around a craft fair nearly naked, we gave up and let her walk off with everything, and I mean everything, hanging out. Then we laughed.
"What does puta mean?" Sue asked. "Should I have said I can see your puta?"
"I think it means whore," I said.
"Oh, right. I definitely shouldn't have said that."
She walked by again an hour later. She still had her nipples on full display, but at least she'd put a skirt on. It was something, I guess.


