Sunday, June 5, 2011

OneWord: Plaid

I stared at the plaid kilt, fascinated, before realizing how very rude I was being and belatedly lifting my eyes to the amused Scotsman's face. I blushed bright red, a curse I've been haunted by forever, causing him to give in to laughter. Not my best first impression.


Cathy Olliffe-Webster said...

I'm sure, for him, it was love at first sight. What proper Scotsman can resist the blush of a young girl.

Lauren Cude said...

hahaha Cathy that comment just made the story for me :) Thanks.

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