sometimes, in the middle of the day, you're working away -- editing one shoot, then making your shot list for another. and all of a sudden, your friend is like, "hey, i'm going to come bring you some hand-me-downs." and you're like, "well, if you insist," as you tacitly slow jam & praise the heavens for your good fortune.
and of course, the things she brings you are going to be good. but you'd never imagine they'd be as GREAT as they actually are. as in: she gives you your favorite blouse she owns. and that, my friends, is a good excuse to do this:
yeah, just bust a move.