34th & Broadway

the princess of herald square

3 days ago on the corner of … here, while I was walking home from work,

I saw the Most Beautiful Girl I’ve ever seen.

Last night my friends made a drinking game of me saying “The Most Beautiful Girl” while telling a story and they drank a lot, but it’s been true every time I’ve said it so I can’t complain.

It was exactly 6:20pm, and I visibly gasped. I have a tendency of doing this, then not speaking to Her.

Today was not different.

She was wearing a very girl outfit, with very cute whatever those socks with the ruffle on the top lip are, a not too short black ruffled skirt, and a white button down top.

She was tall, had exceptional bone structure, flawless skin: everything about her looked very expensive.

Not expensive in a false ‘paid a lot of money to be’ type of way more a….

I am nearly certain that this is only a male experience and slightly suspicious that this is only a Caleb Senecker experience- but do you ever get the deep down, evolutionary, near primal feeling that you can’t afford a girl?

To be fair, I think (I think) that I’ve thought this about almost every single girl who’s paid me attention (or hasn’t), this was just a loud reminder.

Maybe that’s insane (is it?) and maybe I’m pedestalizing her (romanticizing?) but I can’t imagine asking her out for a first drink at a dive bar.

Even if that was her preference, it would feel incorrect.

I’m very sure she drinks a room temperature Modelo sometimes, but it would look incorrect in her delicate martini with a twist (an olive?) hands.

I’m writing this 3 days later, as I walk past the same corner.

I didn’t see her today, I knew I wouldn’t see her today.

Beautiful girls like her don’t belong anywhere, but even more than that they don’t belong in Herald Square.

I know she was headed to a casting, or a shoot, or another synonym for money for looking like that. I know the timing will never line up again the way that it did that day. It never does.

But what if it does?

I don’t have any other routes home from work anymore.