face paint

A Qui?
I met a face pinter named Qui. I drove downtown to Baywalk, an illustrious plaza teeming with people dressed in dark colors and police to keep them from interacting.
Qui had the most colors on her face and hair. I think she just wore warmups. I hate it when poeple have just one color and spend a month of dinners on one piece of clothing. I don't really hate....I wear boring stuff all the time and i have a weird pride about my racial heritage. whatever that is. White Christmas? yeah right.
Well bay walk is a white sort of place. It wasn't. Black folks get profiled. but the use a lot of black cops now, to tone down the race thing.
So I talked to Qui.
There were folks comming out of the movies an milling around the shops. You couldn't throw a food wrap thout hitting an individual. hard to figure how i made it in without mashing into one of them. Lucky I guess.
Qui sat in a fold-up patio chair and had a wooden table beside her with face paint and brushes.
Remember those old movies where people danced?
The best things happen while you dance.
People get excited when the weather changes.
So Sat and talked with Qui.
She said her name was more of a handle. "You just pick some thing that expresses who you are."
I asked if it meant who? and she said yes but most people asked if her eyes were real. I found that odd, So she explained that she meant that they wondered if she wore contacts.
I laughed in disbelief. But then I couldnt tell you what color her eyes realy were. they seemed Brown with a shade of violet. A friend stoppoed by and showed her a watch bought as a present for a friend. There was a star on the face, but she was unsure about the band.
As we watched the crowd come out of the last movie Qui said she would pack up. Just a few faces a night was all she needed.
She gave me a hand shake as we parted. Sort of formal and polite. Just an old fasioned girl with multi colored hair.