Barbie

The other day some workers called ¡Barbie! as I passed them on Humberto 1. I gave them my sweetest smile, a swing on the hips and a gracias.
¡Hermosa! another chico wispered as he passed on Acevedo.
Everyday flirts of the streets make my afternoons, I chuckle along to el subte and my downtown classes, well aware of being beyond Barbie-(st)age...there are limits to what XXL gym can do to saggy old flesh...