From where I am sitting, reclined, beer in hand, phone endchanposting in the other, in a white plastic chair by a white plastic table, I can see a woman I can't look away from.

She's clad head to toe in a flowing green-yellow dress, looking like something out of a fairy tale. Long blond hair down to the small of her back, braided in the middle. She exudes a sense of grace and elegance, the way she leans into conversation, and turns her head as she laughs.

I hope she doesn't turn around and prove to be an uggo