The first time I spied Laura, I was walking through an especially toasty parking garage and she was on location with a video production unit, in charge of makeup and wardrobe. Though I was suffering mightily from the heat, I was charmed, in particular, by her red socks--so much so that I stopped to photograph them and risked heat prostration. Fortunately, the parking garage was attached to a hospital. Even more fortunately, I did not need the hospital's services.
Mere hours later, I bumped into Laura again at t
he opening of a show at
City Art. She was sporting a quite different look, no? I was unable to determine if she might still be wearing the red socks. I did, however, enjoy an extended chat in this more comfortable location.
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