The sky, mid-afternoon, a beautiful canvas graced with sky blues and pure milky whites. The blue in the depths beyond and the smooth, rounded, sugary sweet clouds in the foreground; July evenings were made to be like this. Stained white wooden porches, green plastic lawn and garden chairs and a yellow butterfly dancing above the steamy urban pavement with an invisible partner to a cool made up song. I have a date with my long lost high school best friend Chimea. How about a catch up meeting accompanied with some milk shake or something? suu_makeup_studio Sitting on the porch waiting for Chimea, a chocolate lady with damply tangled, curly shiny, artfully messy and magnificently thick African hair, arrives, frolicking, bursting with energy like a quarter machine bouncy ball. Basking in the del...